[achillesinhighheels]

[feral-ballad]

Clementine Von Radics, from In A Dream You Saw A Way To Survive; “You are on the floor crying”

[Text ID: “And you have been / on the floor crying / for days. / And that is you / being brave. / That is you getting through it / as best you know how. / No one else can decide / What your tough looks like.”]

[abeerdiary93]

«إني لأخرج من منزلي فما يقع بصري على شيء إلا رأيت لله علي فيه نعمة ولي فيه عبرة»

[freetyphoonthing]

أعرف جروحًا ، يبكي منها الإنسان طوال عمره ، عمره بالكامل ، ولا تطيبُ أبدًا.

[zainab-april95]

[invsblxpsre]

Gregg Araki’s Mysterious Skin

[mv11]

[oscarjamesleigh]

Tumblr is a fate driven website. You can't find posts through the search function, you see them when you're meant to.

[sentimentalbeing2001]

Rainy day roses

[weltenwellen]

Danez Smith, Don't Call Us Dead

[98l7]

Chill babe, we’re all bad in someone’s story

[omarabdelaziiz]

[sputniksea]

“If anyone had opened his arms to me, I would have wept like a child.”

— Albert Camus, Death in the Soul

[infinitelyhisgirl]

∞

[isomesh]

"تشعر الطيور بشيء يشبه الألم (والخوف) قُبيل هجرتها، لا يكسر هذا الشعور سوى التحليق (التحريك السريع للجناحين)".

‏— لورين نيديكر

[thefullerview]

(via There are never too many by Orain-seinn on deviantART)

[mournfulroses]

Cecilia Martinez, from a poem titled "Winter Then," featured in A Magnificently Ordinary Romance: Poems