every word out of guillermo del toro’s mouth is the most hardcore thing i’ve ever heard and he says it all so casually like he doesn’t even realize how much of a gothic visionary he is
“Since childhood, I’ve been faithful to monsters. I have been saved and absolved by them, because monsters, I believe, are patron saints of our blissful imperfection, and they allow and embody the possibility of failing”
I STILL THINK ABOUT THIS EVERY DAY OF MY LIFE
Tag: words
“It scares me to death to think that one day I might look back into my life and realize that I lived it painfully ordinary.”
I scrolled for ten minutes after reading this and had to scroll all the way back, ‘cause damn.
this made me happy ^
This is my biggest fear, I always feel so stupid when people ask me about what I fear and I tell them this… idk some just don’t understand.
“Even long familiar voices may grow strange like ice in June, like things said or seen, and wounds more difficult to heal.”
— Bo Carpelan, tr. by David McDuff, from “At Forty Six,” published c. 1966
“It is a terrible thing to be so open: it is as if my heart put on a face and walked into the world.”
“Take a body, dump it, drive. Take a body, maybe
your own, and dump it gently. All your dead,
unfinished selves and dump them gently. Take only what you need.”— Richard Siken, from Birds hover the trampled field
(via adrasteiax)
why don’t we just say everything the way we mean it?
i’ll tell you a secret:
sometimes i think about eating paint. & which
color has the most energy inside it?
i want to only breathe good.
i want no one to die. i want us to be friends always.
i think the word fuck is a good one but only sometimes.
like how fucking good it felt to be seen. to swallow his
words & have him swallow mine back –
an exchange of plenty through pinks & blues. or
how sometimes i want to slip into a bath wearing
all my clothes just to feel the weight.
maybe i’ll make something out of all my nothing.
maybe i’ll just drink the paint water.
who the fuck knows.
“I need the people in my life to know that they are powerful and brilliant. I want everyone I love to feel free to be loud and open and big. I want them to take up space. I want them to know that their voices and stories are important and valid. I want them to be heard, and I want the to be seen, and I want them to be free.”
— Margot Terc, Get Yours (via omyheart)
So what if I am
phantom-bruise, torn
tether, feral orphan?
I’m telling you now, I
am never going to die.— Tarfia Faizullah, from “Sex or Sleep or Silk,” Registers of Illuminated Villages
Water Witches 