Marla. Maryland. 21. Lesbian.

I keep having this reoccurring dream…. Not even so much a dream, just something that happens within it. I always see two women, dressed in all black, almost witch like. Whenever they get into their neighborhood, or whatever it is, a bunch of black cats are waiting for them and then follow them. I’m always standing right there at the entrance, observing what’s happening and they never notice me. I don’t get a bad vibe, if anything more of a comforting one… so idk what its supposed to mean but its just really fuckin weird.

"   1. I am watching you get sick. The whites of your eyes are becoming yellow yolks; cheeks hang like grocery bags. You make diets of day planners. No time to eat with a stuffed calendar. Live off scheduled glamour. Meals are powdered hot chocolate packets. No marshmallows; just water. Breakfast is plain oatmeal. No milk; flavored with tap water. It is always raining. You swallow the storm.

2. To invite happiness inside him, Vincent Van Gogh drank paint of yellow hues. You do mad things for happiness, too. Vomit like an after school sport; casually, to pass time. Stomach acid erodes enamel. Your teeth blister. Bathe in sea salt to dehydrate water weight.

3. Eating disorders are very in. Like kale, like skinny jeans, like old Hollywood glamour- and don’t you dare bring up Marilyn Monroe. Recent studies show her frame was only one third of what you think.

4. Shrivel your stomach until it takes a single granola bar to feel full. Have NyQuil for a midnight snack. With pale pupils and unplugged irises, the only language you communicate in is numbers. You are a human recycling bin. Quit blaming your hometown and decomposing skin. If you’re not recovering, you are dying. There is no halfway when you’re overflowing from the inside. Drown your organs- they are already shipwrecked.

5. There was another girl in our grade who got sick about the same time you did, but she went to the hospital real quick because she was already thin to begin with. You see, when you’re thin, then get rapidly thinner, you have a problem. You need help.

6. You were not thin to begin with. You were fat, and now you’re evaporating, so everybody is congratulating you on getting “healthy.” You are not an illness, but an inspiration. Your father still carries your before-and-after photo in his wallet. Your disease is a smashing sensation.

7. Friend, I am so sorry. You too, are sick. Your messiah Kate Moss insists her physique is an achievable ambition, “Nothing tastes as good as skinny feels.”… Girl, she’s never had Nutella. Do not trust her, her two-faced dental care, or her fur pelt. Anorexics develop a hair all over to thaw their glacial bodies, called lanugo. The cold won’t let you go.

8. Veins bulging like a pop up book, I am watching you get sick. Mistake tracing paper for your skin. I am watching you get sick. When the blackouts start and your pulse gets slippery, wallpaper your interior with laxatives. I am watching you get sick. Read so much, your body trusts it is full on authors, not high on hunger. I am watching you get sick.

9. One day, you will learn. The natural pigments will return- no more yellow skin, no blue fingernails, no scarlet scratch in your throat matching the raw nick on your middle finger. Make amends with the kitchen. Your face will glow like a television. You will get full again. Be able to finish a meal. You will become a writer. One day, I hope I’ll be able to finish this poem and say-

10. I am watching you heal. I am watching you get better.

-SHE DOESN’T NEED TO SEE THE MENU, by Blythe Baird  (via thewastedgeneration)


how do you say ‘please talk to me more i crave your company’ to someone without sounding like a creep


doc martens pascal boot (the classic eight-eye) now comes in a reproduction of the right panel of heironymus bosch’s garden of earthly delights 

omfg i need these in my life…. not even to wear but to put on display bc wow 😍
Q: What's your take on mental disorders?

you’re going to have to elaborate more on that… obviously i believe they exist, but i’m not sure i understand the exact question..?

asked by Anonymous


My girlfriend is such a fucking cutie ugh i’m way too in love with this babe 😍😍 (at Central Park In Manhattan)

You two are such a beautiful couple it is unbelievable.

and you are such a beautiful person 😚
"   I thought I knew everything
about you
until I discovered
the razor straight
cocaine laced
invisible scars
in the nooks of your canvas
and I just don’t have the guts
to ask
how you could ever hate yourself
so much.   "
-Michelle K., November 2012. (via michellekpoems)

I’m intrigued by passion. The way it makes a person feel… The way it makes them act. It’s all so interesting to me.
I want to know what you think about when you see something that links onto your soul. I don’t want the run around explanation. I have time, tell me everything. I promise it won’t bore me. See, I really want to memorize what you want the most, so I know what it is I seek to give you. Unfold with me. Melt with me. You’re worth every second of my time. I will never rush you. I understand this takes time, love. It should not be a race of expectant time. I will be here. For as long as forever allows. I will love you, cherish you, admire you. These are my untied words, never to be forgotten or changed. Always.