Leonard Cohen to Marianne Ihlen (edited).
βand to hell with all the glories of loneliness.β
Reginald Dwayne Betts, from Felon; βNightβ
[Text ID: Listen, who hasnβt waited for something / to happen? I know folks died waiting. I know / hurt is a wandering song. / I was lost in my fear.]
Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals [ID in alt text]
(via stuhde)