— 34 excuses for why we failed at love, Warsan Shire

祝日 / Permanent Vacation

Janaina Medeiros
ojovivo
trying on a metaphor
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
Claire Keane

#extradirty
hello vonnie

blake kathryn
DEAR READER
Sade Olutola

if i look back, i am lost
Keni
wallacepolsom

ellievsbear
cherry valley forever
we're not kids anymore.
will byers stan first human second
Mike Driver

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@foliederive
— 34 excuses for why we failed at love, Warsan Shire
"Well, let it pass; April is over, April is over. There are all kinds of love in the world, but never the same love twice."
– F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Short Stories
natasha trethewey
— Paul Guest, from “1987.”
“I take great care of myself by carefully shutting myself away”
— Vincent Van Gogh
“If all you can do is crawl, start crawling.”
— Rumi
idk who needs to hear this rn but suffering is not noble. take the tylenol
One time when I was younger I was refusing to take headache medicine and my mom said “the person who invented that medicine is probably so sad you won’t let them help you” and now every time I find myself denying medicine I just imagine the saddest scientist making those big wet eyes like “why won’t you let me help” and whoop then I take the medicine
Took it personal because I would have never done it to you.
i log in. i reblog quotes and poems and posts that slice me in half or whatever. i log out
He is half a decade gone... he is a smooth white scar on my heart.
mbp
by adrienne rich
I can’t do it alone. Is that bad?
mbp
Ive been seeking leftover parts of you in other people’s bed, but i guess thats the way life goes when you refuse to count your last cigarettes as blessings.
Ive been digging holes in my backyard and then forgetting what i was meant to bury in the first place, and the lemon tree has been using the soil as a starting point.
This isnt your fault because if it was id have to admit you were ever real in the first place, but it isnt my fault either because i dont want it to be.
When you see me next tell me what you thought about when you first tasted the blood you licked from my wounds.
-if i couldn’t find your reflection in the mirror i’d draw it in
when someone you love leaves your life, the love doesn’t go anywhere. the difference is now you’re holding all this love with nowhere to put it. and you must learn to put it down.
the night sky reminds me of you
i don't care how long it takes, but you belong with me and i belong to you
i love you. on purpose.