[inkandheartbreak]

Who knew loving someone could cause such heartache, to love them deeply and lose them quietly, to bury a forever that never had the chance to flourish.

pain unlike any other © All Rights Reserved — Jai

[mournfulroses]

Tove Ditlevsen, from a poem featured in There Lives a Young Girl in Me Who Will Not Die: Selected Poems

[theoptia]

Fernando Pessoa, from The Book of Disquiet

[signedthemoon]

— isa b. excerpt from my journal

[threewordusername]

life is only real when you're around.

d.b.a

[traaumatic]

no matter what decision i make i end up regretting it

[ruhlare]

i think deciding to love someone continually is like reading the same book again, but each time finding a different line that hits deep and makes you think about something you didn't realize before. and you decide to read it again and again, knowing you'll never get enough of it, knowing you'll always find something new about them to love.

[minima--moralia]

“I think it’s true that a romantic relationship is a sort of delusion between two people. There’s an agreement to imagine something together, and you create this idea of each other and the relationship and what you mean to each other. And when one person stops imagining all this, basically that’s when the whole thing falls apart.”

— Sheila Heti, in an excerpt from “We Need the Eggs: On Annie Hall, Love, and Delusion”, The Paris Review, 22 April 2022

[mournfulroses]

Martha Gellhorn, from a letter to Allan Grover featured in The Selected Letters of Martha Gellhorn

[mournfulroses]

Simone de Beauvoir, from a letter to Nelson Algren, featured in "A Transatlantic Love Affair,

[mournfulroses]

Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in Henry and June: From “A Journal of Love” -The Unexpurgated Diary of Anais Nin (1931-1932)

[malojasnake]

— To Raja Rao, by Czeslaw Milosz

[lamignonette]

[poetrybyphia]

[beforeyearning]

[shisasan]

12 October 1942 Letters to Véra by Vladimir Nabokov

[shisasan]

11 October 1942 Letters to Véra by Vladimir Nabokov