*dramatically sighs*

jeepers! i’m 23 and have been on tumblr too many years!

[flowerlygirls]

do you ever sit back and get so emotional over the women who came before us. they fought so hard just so i could wear comfy pants and buy nice things with my very own debit card and if i dont want to i will never be forced to cohabit with a man much less marry one. thank you so much i will never forget that you gave me the right to vote and be heard instead of just seen and because of you i can live this life i am eternally grateful for all you have done. may we never forget them and honor our foremothers by living this life that is only ours to decide to the fullest and use it to achieve the same freedoms for all women that dont have them yet <3

[heavensghost]

‘Love is an organic thing. It rots and softens.’

Words by Clementine Von Radics

[heavensghost]

Commissions still open for apple art! send me a message!! 🍎🍎🍎

[cyrus-thenotsogreat]

people without any whimsy scare me. why are you like that. where are your trinkets.

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

being called "cringe" by another tumblr user is just so..............my sibling in christ u are also on the app

[luigi-commits-taxfraud]

Before you mock the clown, take a look at thine own shoes

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

and pay particular attention to the shoelaces

[damnitfili]

pattern available here

[softbutchcowboi]

I think the key to a happy life as an adult woman is to channel your inner weird little girl and make her happy

[metamorphesque]

A Grief Observed, C.S. Lewis

[metamorphesque]

this is what it means to be human

Everything, Mary Oliver

The Breathing, Denise Levertov

A Prayer by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

The Laughing Heart by Charles Bukowski

Like a Small Café, That’s Love by Mahmoud Darwish (translated by Mohammad Shaheen)

Having a Coke with You by Frank O’Hara

Eating Together by Li-Young Lee

The Orange by Wendy Cope

The Quiet Machine, Ada Limón

To Go Mad, Paruyr Sevak

Our Beautiful Life When It’s Filled with Shrieks by Christopher Citro

Hammond B3 Organ Cistern, Gabrielle Calvocoressi

Peace XVIII, Khalil Gibran

Your Unripe Love, Paruyr Sevak (from “Anthology of Armenian poetry")

Here and Now by Peter Balakian

Ich finde dich (I find you) by Rainer Maria Rilke

The Thing Is by Ellen Bass

One Art by Elizabeth Bishop

Miss you. Would like to take a walk with you. by Gabrielle Calvocoressi

I Want to Write Something So Simply by Mary Oliver

What's Not to Love by Brendan Constantine

Where does such tenderness come from? by Marina Tsvetaeva

You Are Tired (I Think) by E. E. Cummings

Living With the News by W.S.Merwin

What the Living Do by Marie Howe

[trinket-the-cat]

[daily-spooky]

[ad-wills]

[tulipfemme-deactivated20240718]

girls love 3 things, psychological damaging horror that makes them face the crippling realities of their everyday mundane life, hair ribbons, and iced coffee <3

[thesoundofmusic1965-deactivated]

Mitski for Pitchfork // Richard Siken for TinHouse

[thelonelywell-deactivated202002]

- extract from a christine and the queens interview that I saved in my journal

[soozspov]

Jeanette Winterson, from Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?

[forestgreenlesbian]

boygenius interviewed by Mark Savage

[lyingpink]

facebook post by björk, december 2016

[ryebreadgf]

actually I want to write an essay about how all the one direction members have been essentially forced by public expectation to verbalize their grief on social media only a day after liam’s death & then some of them (namely harry! lol) being scrutinized for their posts seeming ’calculated’ / ’written by PR’ / not ’genuine enough’. like. so what if they are? Imagine your childhood best friend dies and millions of people are waiting for you to say something that helps them deal with their parasocial grief. and then that very fame & loss of privacy being the thing that you all went through together as essentially children & the repercussions of that likely being a contributing factor to your friend’s death. the cycle. anyway. none of them owe us shit

[jonpertwee]

Tumblr isn’t social media, it’s a habit. Like smoking. We’re all gathering by the dumpster in the cold, reblogging posts.

[cheruib]

every time i feel like i haven’t done enough things to be proud of myself during the day there’s the voice of louise glück that emerges softly in my ears and says if you missed a day there’s always the next and if you missed a year it didn’t matter the hills weren’t going anywhere the thyme and rosemary kept coming back.. and i feel like life is beautiful and kind to me again

[netscapenavigator-official]

You should be starting a recipe book. I don't give a shit if you're only 20-years-old. The modern web is rotting away bit by bit before our very eyes. You have no idea when that indie mom blog is going down or when Pinterest will remove that recipe. Copy it down in a notebook, physically or digitally. Save it somewhere only you can remove it. Trust me, looking for a recipe only to find out it's been wiped off the internet is so fucking sad. I've learned my lesson one too many times.

[importantandunavoidable]