December 2020

Landscape with Fruit Rot and Millipede  /  Real Estate

sykesarchive1:

real estate - richard siken

I’ll be your slaughterhouse, your killing floor, your morgue and final resting, walking around with this bullet inside me ‘cause I couldn’t make you love me and I’m tired of pulling your teeth.

Wishbone by Richard Siken

fridayiminlovemp3:

a primer for the small weird loves - richard siken

zukosgay:

richard siken quotes that are too relateable for their own good

kabunian:

so it’s summer, so it’s suicide, so we’re helpless in sleep and struggling at the bottom of the pool.

RICHARD SIKEN, Little Beast from Crush (2008)

lizzybizzyo:

It keeps coming back to that: what do I do with these hands?

m-aremagnum: