Monster" is derived from the Latin noun monstrum, "divine portent," itself formed on the root of the verb monere, "to warn." It came to refer to living things of anomalous shape or structure, or to fabulous creatures like the sphinx who were composed of strikingly incongruous parts, because the ancients considered the appearance of such beings to be a sign of some impending supernatural event. Monsters, like angels, functioned as messengers and heralds of the extraordinary. They served to announce impending revelation, saying, in effect, "Pay attention; something of profound importance is happening.
My Words to Victor Frankenstein: by Susan Stryker (via bakerstr)
Get on the plane, get the train,
Walk 300 miles.
Get to her front door and tell her
“I know this is crazy
But I need you now.”
Our lives are too short to always be sensible.
Get the girl.
Distance makes no difference if your eyes light up when she laughs.
And I learned ‘You deserve better’
was sometimes no more
than a synonym for ‘I don’t want to hurt you,
and I want you to be happy,
but I don’t love you anymore.
Beau Taplin, You Deserve Better (via afadthatlastsforever)
It pains me to know you’re hurting
further than my arms can reach,
that I am unable to protect you with the entire
span of the Pacific between us,
that no number of emails or texts
or FaceTime minutes
can bandage the bruises
he hammers into your skin.
There are days I think of you
until the expression on my face
is a postcard he will not let you read:
I wish you were here,
I wish you were here,
I wish you were here.
I keep three clocks set to your timezone
that my 2ams
are your almost middays,
that while the moon wanes in this sky
you are under the sun someplace else,
feeding breadcrumbs to birds in a park
wishing for wings of your own
and I imagine that for a fraction of a moment,
you’re not so afraid. Fly home to me.
Where the hands that hold you will tremble
with passion not violence.
Where you will not be a possession
but the universe I inhabit. Fly home to me.
Beau Taplin || Fly home to me. (via afadthatlastsforever)
Books are, let’s face it, better than everything else.
Nick Hornby, The Polysyllabic Spree
Book Geek Quote #590
If I ever let you down, it’s not because I don’t love you. It’s because I don’t love myself.
William Chapman (via 1112pm)
I’ve been lonely for a long time now, hoping anyone who I perceive as better than me will scoop me up on a night kite rescue mission and love me so hard that I can finally forget about this feeling left over from all the years my blood was boiling. Dear Gravel, it doesn’t work like that. If anyone ever loves you that hard, hard as you’ve been dreaming, chances are you will not believe them until you accept yourself.
Buddy Wakefield, Start (via 1112pm)