here's to you, here's to me

[remanence-of-love]

[nagmoni-deactivated20210903]

werenotreallystrangers

[remanence-of-love]

[placedeladentelle]

After Midnight by Topshop

[lousydrawingsforgoodpeople]

[starei]

the concept of growing into love is so much more intriguing than falling in love. it's like, on all our good days and bad days, I will choose to love you, I will learn with you, I will live my life with you and we will grow into and with each other through the passage of time

[prettypositivity]

the only person you need to be good enough for is yourself

[figlio-di-eva-blog]

[lifeinpoetry]

I was never good at this body. 

There was always something in me so anxious to crawl out.

— kiki nicole, from NOBODY’S DAUGHTER

[kafk-a]

Mary Oliver

[kaasbolletje]

[arsantiquis]

Sunset, Rome (detail), Simon Denis (Flemish, Antwerp 1755–1813 Naples), ca. 1789–1806.

[modedamour]

brendahashtag

[luxky]

[luphilippeguilmette]

Beauty Papers glamour issue by Camille Vivier

[memoryslandscape-deactivated202]

“Romantic obsession is my first language. I live in a world of fantasies, infatuations and love poems. Sometimes I wonder if the yearning I’ve felt for others was more of a yearning for yearning itself. I’ve pined insatiably and repeatedly: for strangers, new lovers, unrequited flames. While the subjects changed, that feeling always remained. Perhaps, then, I have not been so infatuated with the people themselves, but with the act of longing.”

— Melissa Broder, from “Life without Longing,” The New York Times (9 February 2019) 

[lifeinpoetry]

please take me to the place where my chest stops hurting

and i will stop giving myself reasons to stay

— Felix Lecocq, from “ode, on lake shore drive,” published in Glass