[duskerkeit]

a homage to Sappho - Norman Lindsay c.1928

[abstiegundzerfall]

[remanence-of-love]

[deepjap]

This!!!

[perfectfeelings]

“Why would the universe go through all that trouble to bring us together, to only make us strangers again in the end?”

— Unknown

[most-beautiful-girls-caps]

[songoftheleaves-deactivated2018]

Emmy Rossum as Christine Daae in the Phantom of the Opera (2004).

[bebx]

words by me

[perfectfeelings]

“Find yourself first, like yourself first, love yourself first, and friendship, companionship, and love will naturally find you.”

— Mandy Hale

[bakwaaas]

I leave a piece of me in everyone I’ve ever loved and every place I’ve lived and I can’t let go of anything and my heart aches with the weight of it all

[afrohijab]

“The bottom line is this: You write in order to change the world, knowing perfectly well that you probably can’t, but also knowing that literature is indispensable to the world. The world changes according to the way people see it, and if you alter, even by a millimeter, the way people look at reality, then you can change it…If there is no moral question, there is no reason to write. I’m an old-fashioned writer and, despite the odds, I want to change the world”

— James Baldwin

[firstfullmoon]

from an interview given in Berkeley and published in the NYT

[joytri]

[byjrvalentina]

somehow everything turns out okay in the end or something like that

[byjrvalentina]

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[love]

[lolababyy]

Having someone match your wit or your weirdness without hesitation is actually so fucking comforting and fun.

[dawnsfragrance]

[lustingupon]

[byjrvalentina]

I’m guilty for a lot in my life. Missed opportunities and lost connections that roam my head. I did things wrong for such a long time that I started thinking I was deserving of any other misfortunes that came my way.

And yet, the shame I feel for what you did to me is what I’ve carried the heaviest all this time. I am not guilty of the harm you caused. I am not guilty of the things you took. I am not guilty for the relationships you damaged.

And yet, I feel ashamed of opening the door. I am embarrassed when asked about my firsts because you plague them all.

I torment myself wondering if it’s a fundamental flaw. I am destined to pain and suffering. All good things that come my way, I will be guilty of ruining them. And that the people that love me will see this flaw and feel this shame too.

It’s hard to put this thought to rest. I know I am not guilty but I know that I still feel shame.

// jr valentina