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— Susan Sontag, from “Death Kit,” (1967) (via lunamonchtuna)
Izzy Ravas, from her novel titled Disarm: A Forbidden Romance (What We Don't Say,)
Frances Hodgson Burnett, The Secret Garden
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Eventually something you love is going to be taken away. And then you will fall to the floor crying. And then, however much later, it is finally happening to you: you're falling to the floor crying thinking, "I am falling to the floor crying," but there's an element of the ridiculous to it — you knew it would happen and, even worse, while you're on the floor crying you look at the place where the wall meets the floor and you realize you didn't paint it very well.
Richard Siken
“i want a life full of soft colours, i want to bathe in roses and drink tea mid-afternoon; i want to watch the sunlight illuminate my room through the blinds, i want to be the sun, i want a library the size of the moon and to feel true reciprocated love—i want to love myself. i want red ribbons in my hair and long walks as the sunsets, i want to set a man’s heart on fire, i want to be fire itself. i want the pretty little things that make life fun.”
— P. A. Bitez From the book ‘Soft Tortures’ (via cherryfoxs)
To simply accept the daily texture of life with a keen awareness and joy in small, colorful things: from the sight of a flicker on the grass to the sound of rain on a tin roof.
Sylvia Plath, The Letters of Sylvia Plath Vol. I: 1940-1956
Charles Baudelaire, from a letter featured in The Selected Letters of Charles Baudelaire
art, intimacy, romance.
Marina Tsvetaeva, from a letter to Rainer Maria Rilke featured in Letters, Summer 1926
Charles Baudelaire, from a letter featured in The Selected Letters of Charles Baudelaire
Emily Skaja, from a poem titled "No, I Do Not Want to Talk with You on Linkendin," featured in Brute: Poems
baby girl i can get melancholic and sentimental over things you can't even imagine
Savannah Brown, from a poem titled "Unmute me unmute me unmute me!," featured in Closer Baby Closer: Poems
abundance mindset
abundance mindset
abundance mindset
abundance mindset
abundance mindset
there is enough good in the world to go around! there is enough for me and it is mine to have!