"I was ten when they buried you.  
At twenty I tried to die
And get back, back, back to you.
I thought even the bones would do.”

"Let me tell you this: if you meet a loner, no matter what they tell you, it’s not because they enjoy solitude. It’s because they have tried to blend into the world before, and people continue to disappoint them.”

"She drifts, and sometimes she needs someone to define her, to drag her in, to know her, to bring her back to herself.”

"you were always better than i was at letting go, better at turning off the lights, better at being alone. you were always the lighthouse, the port in a storm. you always needed me less, i always wanted you more. i just thought that if i loved you hard enough, you’d maybe not go.”

"

you were stronger than toothpaste so she kissed somebody else, had her teeth in their neck. had their lips on hers. she kissed somebody else, i heard, and in the morning if she was sorry for it - well, we’re all sorry somehow, aint we just;

she chopped off her hair about this time last week and dyed it your least favorite color. she still searches for the longer ends in the shower and sort of thinks she hates it even if everybody keeps going on about how much older she looks now;

her room’s all empty, all empty, she cleaned it out and scrubbed it down and made it nothing like what you remember, no, she tore down every piece of you she found and bleached it out and couldn’t sleep in her own bed for a while because even sixteen washings couldn’t get the memories out;

she deleted every nice message you ever wrote and ripped up all those dollar-store polaroid photos. she aint got nothing and she aint got nobody but damn you know on the surface, she’s holding it together

no last night she got drunk and sung songs and laughed hard and everybody praised her for her ironclad heart

but oh no, baby, you just ripped it out. oh no, baby, no sweetie, she only feels nothing now.

”

oh-those-dead-frenchboys:

ischemgeek:

columbiaphoenix:

counting-teacups:

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writing adult emails is awful

its like

hi [name of person], 

this formatting is making me uncomfortable but I have to tell you something / ask you something that is vital to my career as a student. 

I re-read and edited that sentence for an hour, but you’ll probably just glance over it for half a second.

thanks! 

- [name]

k

-professor

I have a stock format and structure I use.

Dear Person I am Writing To:

This is an optional sentence introducing who I am and work for, included if the addressee has never corresponded with me before. The second optional sentence reminds the person where we met, if relevant. This sentence states the purpose of the email.

This optional paragraph describes in more detail what’s needed. This sentence discusses relevant information like how soon an answer is needed, what kind of an answer is needed, and any information that the other person might find useful. If there’s a lot of information, it’s a good idea to separate this paragraph into two or three paragraphs to avoid having a Wall of Text.

If a description paragraph was used, close with a restatement of the initial request, in case the addressee ignored the opening paragraph.

This sentence is just a platitude (usually thanking them for their time) because people think I’m standoffish, unreasonably demanding, or cold if it’s not included.

Closing salutation,

Signature.

People always ask me how I can fire off work emails so quickly. Nobody has figured out yet that it’s the same email with the details changed as needed.

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