To eat raspberries (I just ate a cupful) is to live. To take sleeping pills (four a night every night as I do) is to die. I can do anything I want. Mostly I don’t want. That’s the trouble. — Anne Sexton, from a letter to Anne Clarke dated 3 July 1964. (via torturegardens)

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i forgot that this picture of mat exists. cracks me up every time.

i forgot that this picture of mat exists. cracks me up every time.

oh god yes

oh god yes

for once, there is nothing up my sleeve,
just some scars from a life that used to trouble me.
i used to run at first sight of the sun,
now i lay here waiting for you to wake up.