Cherrywine

There’s a bluebird in my heart.

[b-for-blue]

يُهلَك الشخص بِأفكارِه.

[nuttybarzz]

Let me know all of you

[holyisthenameofmyruthlessaxe]

“Sick of the self, the self-seducing self— with its games, its fears, its misty memories,”

— Becoming Light, ‘To a Transatlantic Mirror’ by Erica Jong

[philosophybits]

“Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced.”

— John Keats, Letters (1817–1820)

[miamlsunshine]

[89words]

“What cannot be said will be wept.”

— Sappho, Fragments

[uss0]

intimacy starts with listening, not touching.

[worldscoolest]

[yuna-is-tired-sm]

― 𝘈𝘯𝘢ï𝘴 𝘕𝘪𝘯, 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘈𝘯𝘢ï𝘴 𝘕𝘪𝘯.

[aaaangel444]

[b-for-blue]

Why I’m still carrying it?

[mayleevv3]

[paper-wounds]

via

[somewordsarebiggerthanothers]

[weltenwellen]

Louise Glück, from “Parodos”, Poems 1962-2012

[thevirgodoll]

[mirrorsinner]

[toiich]

Nothing's Going Right (1998), dir. Claude Chabrol