Sunday morning snuggling <3
What remains once the war is won?
A kingdom of corpses.
His name too heavy in my mouth.
What do we become in death?
What do we keep once we are ghosts?
The blood under my fingernails.
His crooked teeth.
Searching for happiness in the threads of his hands.
A love that burned alive.
A love that is still bursting in my hollow chest.
A love that was never enough.
What do you do when you’re alone in the darkness?
Wait for him,
I’ll wait forever if I must.
Were you ever able to name one hero who was happy?
No.—Emily Palermo, He Is Half My Soul (via starredsoul)
“Those previous versions of herself were so distant now that remembering them was almost like remembering other people, acquaintances, young women whom she’d known a long time ago, and she felt such compassion for them. ‘I regret nothing,’ she told her reflection in the ladies’ room mirror, and believed it.”
—Emily St. John Mandel, Station Eleven
1x23/2x01 vs. 6x05
Run, Alicia, Run! Peter Florrick’s wife takes a center stage in S.A. Race.