said but not heard

suzywire:

November is: forgetting to breathe, and not simply once or twice but always, when the sun is clouded over or the moon is tracking her steps across the sky. This November you are lying in bed with a tongue that thirsts for water and limbs too heavy to lift, and you are holding your breath without realizing it, and you just don’t know how to separate sentences anymore. 

i’m dying…

(via goldenfools)