Beau Tapli
Be careful. There are people out there who will look at your love only as a place to put their pain. ― Beau Taplin
Be careful. There are people out there who will look at your love only as a place to put their pain. ― Beau Taplin
Night breathed the hollow smoke of longing, — Karla A., “untitled“, July 2020
Here are the two states in which you may exist: person who writes, or person who does not. If you write: you are a writer. If you do not write: you are not. Aspiring is a meaningless null state that romanticizes Not Writing. It’s as ludicrous as saying, ‘I aspire to pick up that piece… Continue reading Chuck Wendig
I offer to youmy bones and my veins. The partsthat break and that spill. — Mary Kate Teske, “Haiku,” https://mkteske.tumblr.com/
I’m not interested in light little flings, skin-deep attractions, or long loveless marriages. With you, I only want raw, full-blooded connection, to share a bond full of passion and breathtaking adventure. After all, love is not a pastime but a privilege. ― Beau Taplin
Some people are magic, and others are just the illusion of it. ― Beau Taplin
sometimes when I’m not paying attention, I am brought to a moment, passed when my legs ran against beach sand racing towards waves, relentless a memory just barely out of grasp of being young and being free from obligation, rising rent prices career leaps and bounds I’m getting farther and farther from the shoreline I’m… Continue reading Michelle Nguyen
I used to love September, but now it just rhymes with remember. ― Dominic Riccitello
In my younger days, I would have taken this gin bottle and thrown it against the wall. Then smash the window open and cut myself with the shards. But, now I’m just going take a few steps back and go to bed. This is the science of getting older. — Mary Montezuma
Can you remember who you were, before the world told you who you should be? — Danielle LaPorte