beboqueen:

“Hello,” she said in a voice so husky it could pull a dogsled.

astreetcarnamedthetardis:

the best moment in literary history is by far the time in the odyssey when odysseus and his bros stab polyphemus the cyclops in his eye but he thinks odysseus’ name is “no one” so he thrashes about the cave screaming “NO ONE BLINDED ME!!!” and the other cyclopes are like “oh my god polyphemus SHUT UP”

cogito ergo sum.

sinandserotonin:

descartes once said
I think therefore I am

but what exactly am I?

am I what I think I am?

1. I think I am a terrible person.
2. I think I am a withering tree.
3. I think I am nineteen reasons
   to leave the earth to follow
   the destiny of its fault lines.

I think therefore I am
and I think I am
a dying star

so close
to becoming
something in its
silent supernova

and you will not
see the light until
years after I am gone.

I think I am a flower
that died in a wildfire
and was reincarnated
into a frame that did not fit—

I think that the skies
are never perfect
in their greys or
tides of blues.

maybe I am everything
that has ever lived
up until this point.

maybe I have always been this way.