Hairdresser: do you like it?
Me: yes thank you
*goes home and cries*
You can woo a girl with a poem, but you can’t hold on to her with a poem. Not even with a poetry movement.
— Roberto Bolaño, “The Savage Detectives” (via lifeinpoetry)
I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am.
— Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar (via observando)