"I’m a monster," said the shadow of the Marquess suddenly. "Everyone says so."
The Minotaur glanced up at her. “So are we all, dear,” said the Minotaur kindly. “The thing to decide is what kind of monster to be. The kind who builds towns or the kind who breaks them."
Catherynne M. Valente, The Girl Who Fell Beneath Fairyland and Led the Revels There (via arabellesicardi)
"May I write words more naked than flesh,
stronger than bone, more resilient than
sinew, sensitive than nerve."
Sappho (via synaesthes—ia)
"I love her for what she has dared to be, for her hardness, her cruelty, her egoism, her perverseness, her demoniac destructiveness. She would crush me to ashes without hesitation. She is a personality created to the limit. I worship her courage to hurt, and I am willing to be sacrificed to it. She will add the sum of me to her."
Anaïs Nin, ”Henry and June” (via lifeinpoetry)
Taken from MANTRAS zine
This zine is a culmination of how i got myself thru/still getting myself thru things and also things that i love and things that make me happy, mostly Stevie Nicks. I hope i don’t come off as someone who has her shit together, most of this zine is me yelling at myself and it’s really difficult to follow the directions that i give to myself, like “TAKE WHAT’S YOURS” and “DON’T HIDE!” it’s very difficult and on most days i don’t follow these directions and i fail completely. But i still yell at myself because it’s necessary that i always have these things etched in me so i have something to hold on to when shit hits the fan. - Fabiola
"Isn’t desire always the same, whether the object is present or absent? Isn’t the object always absent?"
Roland Barthes (via idontwritehaikus)
"I am made and remade continually. Different people draw different words from me."
Woolf Virginia. The Waves. (via wordsnquotes)
radfems using period blood as a political statement is literally like a taking a dump as radical praxis
"Nothing ever ends poetically. It ends and we turn it into poetry. All that blood was never once beautiful. It was just red."
Kait Rokowski (via writingsforwinter)