New York, New York 🖤
new york, new york 🖤
“he wished being alive always felt this good”
More Posts from Ms711us and Others
and he sat at the oncologist waiting room as life dimmed outside
dear mr sandman… …
🪦🥀📽
no socks
are allowed in the red-room
no pretty pink flowers
are allowed
at the woods at night
“i feel so sad. i feel so abandoned. i feel very alone”“we’re all alone, reva.”
-my year of rest & relaxation
“you’re never more alive than when you’re almost dead”
tim o’brien
new york, new york
grand central smelt of pennies, ticket stubs, and desperation at 5:15 am.
"where're you headed?" the worker asked.
where was he headed? he didn’t realize leaving meant going away. but to go far enough to be folded into memory or far enough to be followed? would his wife search for him?
"connecticut.”
no comment; the worker printed a slip and took his money mechanically.
he needed a congratulations, deserved one for his decision. but who would congratulate a man abandoning his wife?
it was nearly 4 am as red light streamed out the bar, sifting through drunk legs. it was closing time, even in new york city.
“let me take you home,” he asked; breath smelling more metallic than his eyebrow piercing.
she smiled into his swirling eyes,
and she was never seen again.
- myra
« we all had some coffee. after that i don’t know any more. the night passed. » - the stranger
destiny is usually just around the corner. like a thief, a hooker, or a lottery vendor: its three most common personifications. but what destiny does not do is home visits. you have to go for it. (at 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙫𝙞𝙗𝙚𝙨) https://www.instagram.com/p/CqDfqLnuSt0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
paris, france 🤍
“I read it, and I wished I had not, because my view of the world was so much darker afterward,”
-
3denzhav3n liked this · 3 years ago -
deadpainter-skull liked this · 4 years ago -
cheezbot liked this · 4 years ago -
ms711us reblogged this · 4 years ago
xxii | she/her | psychology & creative writing | desperately searching for meaning in the mundane
33 posts