Gair

I squeezed my heart and painted my house red.

[gairwhoknows]

But i just asked for love

Is it really necessary to die for it?

[naeemajusthasthoughts]

I didn't finish that poem

Lost in a head space

Lost to the world

I craved the words the most

But it went away

The moment understanding became

An after-thought.

[gairwhoknows]

Thought huh?

[transangelicism]

cat & dog, elle emerson (@transsextual)

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I was raised by a cat & a dog. / I was taught to love closeness & distance / in equal measure. / I am quick to trust and quick to forgive and quick to anger and quick to run. / Love is for anyone who gives me so much as a passing glance, a scratch on the chin, but / loyalty / is for the people who allow me to curl up in the sunbeams of their hearts & then vanish down the hall / & who have faith that I will meander back. / I am glad to see you whenever it happens. / I waited by the door all day. All I think of is you.

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[itsclassicmee]

Edgar allan poe

[gairwhoknows]

I'll talk to you later

It's night i have to die

[beaucolics]

brought a poem to the gun fight

[writtenbyfawaz]

I write it all down and allow it to fade in my notes.

[whimsifae]

[thepersonalquotes]

[thoughtkick]

“I was so scared to give up depression, fearing that somehow the worst part of me was actually all of me.”

— Elizabeth Wurtzel, Prozac Nation

[oracle-fae-deactivated20260720]

[thoughtkick]

“The sunrise, of course, doesn’t care if we watch it or not. It will keep on being beautiful, even if no one bothers to look at it.”

— Gene Amole

[dionysian-mystery]

On the Road by Jack Kerouac

[ashstfu]

having so much love in your heart is beautiful and amazing right up until you’re alone in your bedroom clutching at your chest and whimpering like a wounded dog

[metamorphesque]

i don't pay attention to the world ending. it has ended for me many times and began again in the morning.

― Nayyirah Waheed, Salt

[yourownpookie]

Agar tu ittefaqan mil bhi jaye

Teri furqat k sadmay kam na hongay~

[sahiltheinsaan]

mohabbat karne wale kam na honge,

magar teri mehfil main hum na honge

[flowerytale]

Mary Oliver, from "October", Devotions