"and though she be but little, she is fierce"

[madeofwhitebone]

Sometimes I'm overwhelmed by how deeply hurt and evil this world can be and other times I'm stunned to silence by its beauty so I suppose the only thing that's certain is that its here, and I'm in it, and I'll do with that what I can

[kosmogrl]

[ohthereyouare]

Old Town Cemetery, Stirling by jaipsiepie

[th3-desire]

[stuckinapril]

no it doesn’t bother me at all (eating my own heart out)

[l1amaani]

"for u, i would" is a love language

[weltenwellen]

Marya Hornbacher, Waiting

[mournfulroses]

Sara Teasdale, from The Collected Poems of Sara Teasdale; "Desert Pools,"

[sertralinepng]

on being alive.

@delepiphany on pinterest // lucy dacus, please stay // @arthoesunshine // @leaf.guy_ on tiktok // phoebe bridgers, that funny feeling // @peepuddle

[mournfulroses]

Sara Teasdale, from The Collected Poems of Sara Teasdale; "Song,"

[lucidloving]

Girlpool—Before the World Was Big // memorial bench quoting Toni Morrison's Sula // @inanotherunivrse // Iain S. Thomas, I Wrote This For You // Zadie Smith, Swing Time // Fall Out Boy—The Kids Aren't Alright // Audrey Emmett // Mikko Harvey, "For M" // Mahmoud Darwish, Memory for Forgetfulness: August, Beirut, 1982 (tr. Ibrahim Muhawi) // Langston Hughes, "Poem"

[metamorphesque]

"A Shirt Made of Fire", Vardges Petrosyan (translated by metamorphesque)

[byaseashore]

Grave of the Fireflies (dir. Isao Takahata, 1988)

[fandom-trash-goblin]

i suppose i love this life, in spite of my clenched fist.

Time Is A Mother, Ocean Vuong // The Brothers Karamazov, Fyodor Dostoyevsky // The Cow, Ariana Reines // Ask Polly, Heather Havrilesky // October, Mary Oliver // Dead Stars, Ada Limón // Night Walk, Franz Wright// Xenotransplantation, Sam Sax // Angels In America, Tony Kushner // Take Me With You, Andrea Gibson

for @shestrying

[simena]

Gustave Courbet - A Young Woman Reading (detail)

[feral-ballad]

Ama Codjoe, from Bluest Nude: Poems; “Bluest Nude”

[Text ID: “I crave. I want to be seen clearly or not at all.”]

[mournfulroses]

Sylvia Plath, from a journal entry featured in "The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath,"