hold your own hand

I read a lot and drink too much coffee Roxie - 22 - literary soul

[woutervandevoorde]

[feral-ballad]

Bianca Stone, from What Is Otherwise Infinite: Poems; “Cutting Odette’s Fingernails”

[typewriter-worries]

[ Text ID: I see it now; how we tend to hold pain so close, as if it is all we're made of. ]

[petaltexturedskies]

Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

[anyabocharov]

[jbonesimms]

“It ends or it doesn’t. That’s what you say. That’s how you get through it. The tunnel, the night, the pain, the love. It ends or it doesn’t. If the sun never comes up, you find a way to live without it. If they don’t come back, you sleep in the middle of the bed, learn how to make enough coffee for yourself alone. Adapt. Adjust. It ends or it doesn’t. It ends or it doesn’t. We do not perish.”

— Caitlyn Siehl, It Ends or it Doesn’t

[gnossienne]

Czesław Miłosz, “Ars Poetica?”

[ousia-poetica]

Mount Rainier by Lazgrapher.

[bullletproof-love]

My intentions will always be pure. I have no desire to be a shitty person.

[ps1]

花見山８・満開の花見山

[alongtimealone]

Fairfield Porter, Path in the Woods, 1968

[the-pearlearring]

I am this close 🤌🏼 to give everything up and potter..

[ortut]

Wolfgang Tillmans

1. Fische, 2001

2. Apple Tree (A), 2004

[cur-sed]

[ariestsu]

theshine

[simplytolkien]

[sunbathe]

@hennieronen

[oaktreegirl-blog]