@bluebirdhasflown - Tumblr Blog

And in these next 50 years you will eat so many delicious meals, laugh so many times with so many people you love, shout and scream and sing and cry and smile so hard your face hurts. And you will see such beautiful sunsets and feel fresh cold air on your face and feel warm and safe wrapped up in your favourite winter coat.

wizard-council-bureaucrat

I wrap this blessing around you like a shroud, so that no ill can find you, and every warmth is held close

artemisiasea

Toni Morrison, Tar Baby

Been thinking of this one.

ousia-poetica

vividspark

frawth

credit - more like this on my blog

serpentstyles

francisforever2014

how do you just get up and deal with the fact that there’s a last time for everything. there was a last time you sat on your dads shoulders and there was a last time your mom tucked you into bed. there’s going to be a last time you kiss your sister on the head and there’s going to be a last time you hug your best friend. there’s going to be a last time you feel exactly as you feel right now and there’s going to be a last time that person says i love you. i need to lay down

myclipboard

that there are first times waiting that they ended because I stopped asking for them because I no longer wished for them FCCKKK WHAT

typiing-deactivated20240430

half of adulting is basically you trying not to cry

frankensteins-revival

The other half is crying

butterflypeaflowertea

meeting people & growing apart from them & meeting new people & growing apart from them too & meeting other people & eventually growing apart from them as well & on and on and on

telkqadeya-deactivated20250626

actually very reassuring knowing any person you “lose” is just a passing person in your life and that’s okay

stuckinapril

life is for taking therapeutic walks and being in your own bubble and reading books in bed and drinking iced beverages and eating fruit and gaining new experiences and dozing in sunlight and finding love in everything and not letting guilt consume your life actually

sleepysera

"No one can survive childhood without being wounded. Everyone remembers at least one time when their parents rejected them, pushed them away, even though they may have still been in the womb, blind, and unable to speak. That's why, as adults, we all look for someone to become our parents again, and for someone to look after us in times of need. And we search for a person to live with who can provide the companionship we so desperately want."

- Banana Yoshimoto, Lizard (1993)

seaoflove

https://evelionheart.medium.com/on-the-intimacy-of-the-mundane-863f9efb3c39

aestheteinreverie

i cannot even begin to emphasize how romantic signing off letters or postcards with “always yours” is. like... no one ever knows if they would be together forever. we love someone with the knowledge that they might not be in our lives in the future. we know we could fall apart. we still write “always yours”, because we mean to say, “hey, i know you might not be in my life forever, but you will have a part of me still. a part of me will be always yours to keep.” i need a moment