Even the Sun Sets in Paradise

I'm Kristy. NY. Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we're here we should dance

[missinyouiskillingme]

I used to build dreams about you.

F. Scott Fitzgerald

[radical-revolution]

[seabeck]

My yard, October

[what-iz-life]

Be so fucking proud of yourself for passing the hardest moments alone while everyone believed you were fine.

[wedarkacademia]

[brewedcoffi]

sounds alot like someone described as a love-shaped human amalgamation of his dad's good looks, his mother's music taste, and his friends' warmth

[brok3np4radise-deactivated20250]

The broken will always be able to love harder than most. Once you've been in the dark, you learn to appreciate everything that shines.

Unknown

[weltenwellen]

Natalie Díaz, from "American Arithmetic", Postcolonial Love Poem

[typewriter-worries]

[ Text ID: I am begging: Let me be lonely but not invisible. ]

[craved-deactivated20230908]

“I have always loved too much or not enough.”

— Dorianne Laux (via quotemadness)

[voirlvmer]

Memory is punishment.

Frank Bidart, from "End of a Friendship", Half-light

[restfulraccoon]

a moment of peace. 🍂

[9710144]

[bluereevesphotography]

scotland, september 2021

[latibule-e-deactivated20231012]

— Clarice Lispector, from Why This World: A Biography of Clarice Lispector

[compulsive]

[suggestionsofkindness]

The good days will be back. For now just take it day by day, as long as you need to. Existing is enough. 🌸

[metamorphesque]

— Natalie Diaz, Manhattan Is a Lenape Word

[rhiannatruex]

seen from the car window