dynamite

chris. she/her. i probably love you.

[cheshmenoor]

[xvqtyx]

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

– Audrey Hepburn

[unconditionalstudio]

[discovering-sam]

[geopsych]

Rainbow meadow, September 2018.

[ashleykaneharper]

[frachella]

[foxeia]

Fulya Celik

[free-my-mindd]

My blue

[inspiredsunnie]

[pehar]

[diffused]

by misvemir

[bakwaaas]

love letters 💌

[robertocustodioart]

Guinevere van Seenus by Tim Walker 2006

[metamorphesque]

— august, tathève simonyan

[text ID: promises made by june / had rotten / by the time august came. / i’ve mistaken silence with nothingness / and unlearning it asks for courage / i know not how to muster. / this half-empty glass of orange juice, / ever-present on its throne of dust, / on this wooden table, / holds more promise than i ever will. / i, a personified you, for this is not a wall but a mirror / [personified] / i, i mean you, i mean [redacted] / you eat the sun and with your burnt tongue / try to sing songs / not about pain. / don’t you? / in july / [i] you tried to stretch the rare / moments of happiness but our feet / always seemed to stay out of the / blanket / uncovered. / how do i love something without / fully succumbing to it? / you thought you had to die for you to live, didn’t you? / you thought there’s always a spring after a winter / you didn’t think that / this vivaldian symphony hadn’t been written for bodies like ours, . did you? / in july / you didn’t know that loneliness is a crowded town / yet /  it’s always been bestowed upon you / to lock the gates / and turn off the lights / every night, / did you? / june made promises it knew it couldn’t keep. / but i shall be wiser / in august.]

[bleusunday]