Gold Dust

Ig: @lai.blumen

[golddustl]

Si en las estrellas, en la tierra o en el universo no está escrito que tú y yo no seremos, déjame intentarlo y mostrarte que yo si nos veo

L

[golddustl]

Well, I don't need to be your star in the centre, I just wanna circle 'round your world from time to time, I love you in all that you're worth, there's a whole universe in your eyes

[ruhlare]

[perfectfeelings]

“I’ll always remember that look on your face. You saw me. You’ve always seen me. And I think that’s all that anyone wants.”

— Benjamin Alire Sáenz, The Inexplicable Logic of My Life

[golddustl]

Ojos diáfanos, almas doradas, anhelos secretos y otros dichos en voz alta, ¿el universo dicta naturalidad? ¿seremos tan reales cómo queremos serlo?

L

[ruhlare]

the night sky reminds me of you

[thehopefulquotes]

“Do you think the universe fights for souls to be together? Some things are too strange and strong to be coincidences.”

— Emery Allen

[resqectable]

“Sometimes the smallest things take the most room in your heart.”

— Winnie the Pooh

[thoughtkick]

“Two souls are sometimes created together and in love before they’re even born.”

— F. Scott Fitzgerald; The Beautiful and Damned

[feral-ballad]

"Pleasant Songs" from Love Poems of Ancient Egypt, tr. by Ezra pound and Noel Stock

[Text ID: "The whole world shines / I wish we could go on sleeping together, / Like this, to the end of eternity."]

[golddustl]

Me amas ¿Real o no?

[golddustl]

No puedo dejar de sentir toda esa magia que emana cuando nos tomamos de la mano

[metamorphesque]

— The Pond, Mary Oliver

[text ID: August of another summer, and / once again / I am drinking the sun / and the lilies again are spread / across the water.]

[aridante]

the black saint & the sinner lady & the dead & the truth, morgan parker // the truth the dead know, anne sexton.

[psychastria]

I have cracks in my soul; my will to go on seeps out of those cracks. But the cracks also bring in light from the moon and the sun. The moon guides me in the dark, and the sun helps the garden in me to flourish. There is so much in me; anger, pain, disgust, disappointment, yearning. Under the moonlight, they all melt into a common emotion; emptiness.

simran, full of emptiness

[starlightacademia]

— Franz Kafka, The Metamorphosis

[psychastria]

simran, why darkness doesn't scare me