Bug like an angel

biblically accurate angel

[treasuredplanet]

I think that when you're overstimulated you should appear kind of grayed out and no one should be able to interact with you like a locked character in a video game

[coffeeblackinmybedat3]

I never take men's thoughts seriously because if it was that important it probably wouldn't be bestowed upon a man

[loveridden1999]

today i bring to you guys yet another mary oliver poem

[loveridden1999]

i may have my father's worst traits but i am more ethical & virtuous with them than him

[coffeeblackinmybedat3]

Mental health update: I've started to fw Fiona Apple

[fandom-trash-goblin]

we've got a life to love living.

[wolfstarwitch70]

"And i've been meaning to tell you, i think your house is haunted, your mom is always mad and that must be why"

[coffeeblackinmybedat3]

I love you minimalist ka sunscreen

[coffeeblackinmybedat3]

I throw up from morbid despair until once everyday

[snout]

the years have made me weird and strange to talk to. but still i must post

[coffeeblackinmybedat3]

Hardly a creature more despicable than The Brown Parent

[tzintzuntzan-blog]

Trans activists in Mexico City, protesting violence against the LGBTQ community.

[pravacouture]

Yes at this point I’m reblogging this every time I see it.

[metamorphesque]

A Grief Observed, C.S. Lewis

[coffeeblackinmybedat3]

Florence the woman that you are

[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

[wizardarchetypes]

they should invent a grief that doesn’t define you in new and strange ways for the rest of your life

[wizardarchetypes]

[writing-is-a-martial-art]

You meet god and she's mostly dead fish. You ask her why and she says most of the world is dead fish, and she's made herself to appeal to the most common denominator, the everyman funnyman comedy show that runs for eleven seasons but with the entire universe in mind. You ask her how much of the dead fish is your fault, she says it's far less than you'd think, in the grand scheme of things. You ask her if you matter at all. If you can do anything. She shrugs her rotting shoulders and says mattering is a made-up concept, like life, but sure, you can matter if you want to, on some scale. She has many scales. She doesn't know what you mean by 'anything', but you can do everything you can. You ask her if it's enough. She says there's no base requirement for deserving to exist. She's smoking a joint and the smoke filtering out of her gills gathers and forms gas giants and red dwarfs. You ask her if there's any hidden secrets of the universe you should know and she says it's not a secret if she tells, plus it's fun to let you figure it out yourself. You ask her if any of your questions were right questions and she says you worry about being right so much it might keep you from fucking around, which is as close to meaning of life as she ever bothered to make. You don't ask but she says she loves your hair, also your whole being, also your planet. She says she figured out what love is yesterday and is trying it out, which explains the ten thousand rainbows and sudden influx in rains of fish. She offers you a drag of her joint and you wake up half past midnight behind a chain restaurant clutching a smoked salmon. The new stars are winking like they're in on some joke and you're sure if you try hard enough you'll remember what it is.