(via lovinbythemoon)
(via lovinbythemoon)
(via lovinbythemoon)
"I envy men who can yearn with infinite emptiness toward the body of a woman, hoping that the yearning will make a child, that the emptiness itself will fertilize the darkness. Women have no illusions about this, being at once houses, tunnels, cups & cupbearers, knowing emptiness as a temporary state between two fullnesses, & seeing no romance in it. If I were a man doomed to that infinite emptiness, & having no choice in the matter, I would, like the rest, no doubt, find a woman & christen her moonbelly, madonna, gold-haired goddess & make her the tent of my longing, the silk parachute of my lust, the blue-eyed icon of my sacred sexual itch, the mother of my hunger. But since I am a woman, I must not only inspire the poem but also type it, not only conceive the child but also bear it, not only bear the child but also bathe it, not only bathe the child but also feed it, not only feed the child but also carry it everywhere, evertwhere… while men write poems on the mysteries of motherhood. I envy men who can yearn with infinite emptiness"
- Erica Jong, Penis Envy (via leda-swanson)
so accurate
(Source: petitepearl, via thegirlwiththepoppedcollar)
"I wish the whole day were like breakfast, when people are still connected to their dreams, focused inward, and not yet ready to engage with the world around them. I realized this is how I am all day; for me, unlike other people, there doesn’t come a moment after a cup of coffee or a shower or whatever when I suddenly feel alive and awake and connected to the world. If it were always breakfast, I would be fine."
- Peter Cameron (via sincerelymygypsysoul)
(Source: danseurs, via stokedandstoned-deactivated2012)
