“you’re so strong” thanks, i literally have no other choice
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“you’re so strong” thanks, i literally have no other choice
I’ll only unravel for hands that know how to hold me.
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she was gentle in the way ruins are, beautiful because she had survived destruction.
Fyodor Dostoevsky, from a letter featured in Letters of Fyodor Michailovitch Dostoevsky to his Family & Friends
date idea: i lay down on ur lap and you pet my head and tell me im not too much
the absolute devastating intimacy of a forehead rest. when you are both just so tired from existing in a world that demands you to be a rigid, functional individual, and you finally collapse into each other and just lean your forehead against theirs, or against their shoulder. it’s the physical equivalent of dropping your shields. it’s saying i am entirely heavy right now, and i am trusting you to bear a piece of that weight. and the most beautiful part is that the other person doesn’t even flinch. they just adjust their stance, tuck you a little closer, and absorb the impact. we were designed to divide the burden of being alive.
wow that strong and capable and independent personality of yours sure is something. when’s the last time anyone has protected you from harm
— isa b. this survival hasn't been soft
it's been so long since i hid myself from the world, maybe just this once i want to be seen, i want someone to know me for who i really am
Albert Camus, from a letter to María Casares featured in Correspondance, 1944-1959
i love unhinged women but i also love women who try so fucking hard to be hinged. clinging to those hinges by her fingernails.
you're the peace i can't find anywhere else.
i would kiss your soul if i could
the intimacy of someone learning your soul slowly
Some connections feel ancient, as if two souls signed a pact long before they ever met.
friends to lovers?? what about friends AND lovers?? why can’t it be both??