Undervajjed - Untitled

I would love to leave this world for some cosmic experience- death.

5 May, 1937 Letters to Véra by Vladimir Nabokov

Nizar Qabbani // Franz Kafka

M.S. (via coffee-crinkled-pages)

3 May, 1937 Letters to Véra by Vladimir Nabokov

— Mallory Pearson, The Heaviest Rain We Ever Had

Shit, this ain't good. This aint going the way it should.

Don't like this, don't like that, but you're making my heart beat fast.

Trying to block it and ignore it but you're making me restless, dammit!

Don't be vague, tell me straight what you're hiding with those-- wait!

Gotta breath, calm my ass. This aint something I should fuss.

(i like you)

L.M. Montgomery, Anne of the Island

Anne Carson, from her book titled "Short Talks," originally published in 1992

You didn't even ask how I was. You nuked me with emotions that targetted even my hidden bunkers of peace that previously suffered a quake not hours before. You chose the right time for war. Now who will ask how I am?