YOU ARE THE REASON
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if i look back, i am lost
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@amandalake
“in March I’ll be rested, caught up and human.”
— Sylvia Plath, The Letters of Sylvia Plath vol 1: 1940-1956
Clarice Lispector, from "Too Much of Life Complete Chronicles," publ. in 2022
Pedro Salinas, tr. by Ruth Katz Crispin, from Memory in My Hands: The Love Poetry of Pedro Salinas; “The voice I owe to you”
[Text ID: “and the longing / to love, to love you, more.”]
@championistic.co
the water reflection of the bridge
Summer walks in nature. The Misty Pond of Villeneuve, 1908. Painter: Henri Biva, oil on canvas.
howl's moving castle in real life <3 . . .
What’s writing, you know? What does writing actually mean?
Everything Everywhere All At Once (2022) directed by Daniel Scheinert & Daniel Kwan
He asked me when I fell in love with him and I knew it sounded dramatic to say the moment I saw him, so I told him this story of my grandma who had Alzheimer's- she forgot her name and the words for fruit and food, she forgot her address and how to use the washroom, all her life lost to the disease. The only thing she remembered was her son's name and when that began to fade, the one thing she always remembered was that she loved him, even in illness, even in insanity. She saw this 6 foot 2 man with a scrubby beard and she didn't know him but she said she trusted him, she asked him to hold her hand when she died. When does memory end and love begin? All I know is- she loved him before she remembered him.
-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The world is a sphere of ice and our hands are made of fire
marry someone whose laughter sounds better than your favorite song
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Photographs with architect @amandagnwn from @kinfolk x @samsung ‘Slow System’ series (at Los Angeles, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/CXc5gbMr2gd/?utm_medium=tumblr
nothing better than seeing the softer side of someone only shown to u
I’m afraid of living a stagnant life. I want to do more, I want to see more, I want to be more. I want to constantly grow and better myself in who I am, in my friendships in my relationships, in my career, in every single aspect of my life. I never want to settle for anything or anyone, even the person I am.