L. Stole

an ardent lover

3 bows and 1 kiss

If the place they said you’d be exist, I imagine you with 公公 now enjoying the wealth he’s acquired over the years. I held you as I cried and never thought then I would lose you forever.

Thank you for being in my life for the last 27 years, remembering my birthday and giving me your best. You always take joy in preparing food for us even though you didn’t have to. Returning home to you calling my name is sweet music to my ears and because of you my stomach is filled with warmth.


3 weeks ago

I didn’t realise death was not your choice.

1 month ago


If you can’t say what you’ve got to say in three lines,
                                                               better change your style.

—Charles Wright, from “Relics” in A Short History of the Shadow (Farrar, Straus, & Giroux, 2002)

1 month ago


i’m going through this stage in my life when my own tendency to express stuff seizes me from within - i can’t seem to be holding it inside for some reason, i can’t, whatever i do emotion pours out; it terrifies and it mostly just fucking terrifies altogether 

1 month ago

there is a loneliness in this world so great
that you can see it in the slow movement of
the hands of a clock.

people so tired
either by love or no love.

people just are not good to each other
one on one.

the rich are not good to the rich
the poor are not good to the poor.

we are afraid.

our educational system tells us
that we can all be
big-ass winners.

it hasn’t told us
about the gutters
or the suicides.

or the terror of one person
aching in one place

unspoken to

watering a plant.

Charles Bukowski, Love is a Dog from Hell

(Source: ohsami)

1 month ago