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Therapy can't fix me, I really need an exorcism
"What is stronger than the human heart Which shatters over and over and still lives."
one time in high school my french teacher told the class that his grandmother died and a kid in the class said “je regrette :(“ and the french teacher burst out laughing and was like “you’re gonna wanna say desolé in this context because je regrette means like…. my bad”
Malyen Oretsev in Ruin and Rising (Leigh Bardugo)
For a second or two
Sometimes I fall in love with strangers,
For a second or two or some more.
Not for the thrill or dangers,
For the kindness, simplicity, and whatnots.
That someone on a park bench
Petting a random dog,
And then someone by the swing
Helping a kid back to her feet.
That someone at the next table
Smiling genuinely at the waiter,
And then someone at the handwash
Holding the door for an old woman.
I fall in love with strangers,
A second for how they look,
Two for their generous smile,
And some more for the random act of kindness.
The universe conspires you around such strangers
At that particular point in time out of all.
Because kindness conjures love.
Even if it's from a stranger.
A stranger,
Who will stop what they're doing
To fall in love with you.
For a second or two or some more.
this website lets you listen to the sounds of all different forests around the world
Reblog, Reblog, Reblog , cause I love this thread!!! 😂😂
Every single odd number has an “e” in it.
when stephen chbosky wrote "we accept the love we think we deserve" and hanya yanagihara wrote "x = x, he thinks. x = x, x = x."
he is half my soul.
the song of achilles by madeleine miller // work song by hozier // unsourced image // achilles come down by gang of youths // unsourced image
- Stendhal, The Red and the Black
SCRIBBLE AND SCRATCH
With a cup of tea, a pen, and my book
I sat to write at my favorite nook.
Head filled with voices trying to get out,
And a heart humming with tunes of doubt.
I scribble, and scratch then my words fade,
As I suppress the thoughts that make me afraid.
So I go back to the books that give me relief.
To find my answers within someone else's grief.
There are many problems within these books.
And in that world, solutions aren't mine to look
Within worn-out, annotated, and yellow pages,
I forget my fright as I did for ages.
Soon I'm drawn back to my nook
Holding on to empty pages of the notebook
I scribble, and scratch but the words don't fade
For I've let my thoughts out of its shade.
Man just went from this.....
To this !!!!
CoolCooCooCooCooCoolCoolCoolCool 🥲🥲 not feeling unloved all !! 🥲
― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
endearments in letters to véra
“I suppose I love this life, in spite of my clenched fist.”
— Andrea Gibson, Birthday
“Fuck you, my child is completely fine”
YOUR CHILD IS OBSESSED WITH SIX CRIMINALS!
the utter romantic notion that the stars have a hand in our fate.
This makes me so happy and sad at the same time.!🥺
🪄 ✨
Who is the real subject of most love poems? Not the beloved. It is the hole. When I desire you, a part of me is gone: my want of you partakes of me. So reasons the lover at the edge of eros. The presence of want awakens in him nostalgia for wholeness. His thoughts turn toward questions of personal identity: he must recover and reincorporate what is gone if he is to be a complete person. […] Most people find something disturbingly lucid and true in Aristophanes’ image of lovers as people cut in half. All desire is for a part of oneself gone missing, or so it feels to the person in love.
Anne Carson, Eros the Bittersweet: An Essay.
on soulmates
f. scott fitzgerald / friedrich nietzsche / florence and the machine / andrea dworkin / kiersten white / euripides / audre lorde / phillip pullmann / bob hicok
Soooo I made marvel pride wallpapers!! I’m not gonna lie, I love how they turned out and I’m really proud of how good my photoshop skills have gotten! I tried really hard to fit lots of different characters in so I hope you guys like them!!
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Poetry challenge #7
A strange dream.
book dedications are so tender here is this piece of art i made for an audience of thousands. but really every word is for you
Writing period dramas in the discord, lads
💫🧡
“Whatever causes night in your soul may leave stars.”
— Victor Hugo
Sunshine In Disguise 🌤
Standing in the middle of a crowd
struggling to find my sound
I put my heart on a silver platter,
every wound unbound.
Endlessly wanting to do furthermore,
to feel a sense of belonging.
Until one day, I was worn out
wishing for an exemption from that longing.
It took me ages to comprehend
that it takes only one soul
willing to give you a corner of their heart,
to pull you out of that black hole.
Someone who'll sit with you
until you're ready to talk.
Someone you can hold on to
until you're ready to walk.
They'll give you an unfeigned smile,
the one that reaches their eyes.
And that is how you'll know
that's your sunshine in disguise.