[chhaviisingh]

oh, to be touched and not feel burnt.

[ouroborosmotifs]

if somebody held their arms out to me and softly told me “c’mere” i would simply break down

[ouroborosmotifs]

“my heart is full of open windows”, Azra T.

[happyheidi]

(via)

[a-list-of-moods]

It's weird having a friend you once truly cared about but left on bad terms. Like I love you. I hate you. I wonder if you're well. I hope you're terrible. I miss you. I never want to see you again. I can't unfollow your social media. I need to block you. You haven't changed, and neither have I. We've both changed so much. I know you so well. Who are you?

[totally-sapphic-posts]

Going to a library together and sitting on the floor between the shelves while they read their favourite book to you is date

[meerschweinchen-archive]

what is hole theory?

the hole is proof of presence by its absence. lack presupposes existence. ‘if I show you a piece of paper with a puncture stabbed through you’re not going to be thinking of the paper, all you’ll imagine is what could have done the stabbing’ - @brownbearemoji. anne carosn said '[…] the desirability of the love object derives, in part, from its lack. to whom is it lacking? to the lover. if we follow the trajectory [of desire] we consistently find it tracing out this same route: it moves out from the lover toward the beloved, then ricochets back to the lover himself and the hole in him, unnoticed before. who is the subject of most love poems? not the beloved. it is that hole.' a footprint (hole) cannot exist in a reality devoid of feet and tangentially every hunger (hole) and every desire (hole) proof their own satisfaction by the lack of the same. human bodies simply have too many holes in them. to achieve equipartition we must strive to fill them - breath to fill the hole of the lung, eat to fill the hole of the stomach and don’t even get me started on wombs. it’s also why toddlers stuff toys up their nose and cain ate able in this essay I will show how the mirror image is the ontological and semiotic opposite of the hole.

[exitwound]

dream by mathias svalina

[oldfarmhousefallfeatures]

Friday Night🌑 DeWit, Deborah (1956-…) Friday nights, 2006

[naturaekos]

[pornogrows]

i wanna hug someone and roll around w them in my bed and bury my face in their chest and smell them and jus feel their arms around me

[hughhighlander]

[the-courage-to-heal]

[flowerais-deactivated20211031]

to lovely humans who were excluded from invitations, left behind when they tied their shoes, forced to walk in the grass when the sidewalk was full, spoken over when you tried to contribute, whispered about or laughed at, given the side eye when you tried to fit in... you are so worthy of love and I’m sorry people have convinced you otherwise. I promise that your people are out there - people who will see the side of you others ignore, people who share weird inside jokes with you, give you affectionate nicknames and go to museums or roadtrips with you and fulfil whatever idea of friendship you’ve always fantasized about. even if you feel like an empty shell of your former self because you’ve hidden yourself away due to shame, this exterior will melt when you accept yourself or let people in and you’ll realize there was nothing wrong with you all along. you have interesting things to say, you deserve new chances and beginnings, your heart is probably made of gold because you know what it’s like to be left out in the cold, and you have so much to give. you are so worthy and someone’s idea of a friend too, and I hope you receive lots of hugs in the future from yourself and others because you’re so lovable.

[sunnysideanon-deactivated202003]

soft asks to get to know people

what song makes you feel better?

what’s your feel-good movie?

what’s your favorite candle scent?

what flower would you like to be given?

who do you feel most you around?

say three nice things about yourself (three physical and three non-physical).

what color brings you peace?

tag someone (or multiple people) who make you feel good. 

what calms you down?

what’s something you’re excited for?

what’s your ideal date?

how are you?

what’s your comfort food?

favorite feel-good show?

for every emoji you get, tag someone and describe them in one word.

compliment the person who sent you this number.

fairy lights or LED lights?

do you still love stuffed animals?

most important thing in your life?

what do you want most in the world right now?

if you could tell your past self one thing, what would it be?

what would you say to your future self?

favorite piece of clothing?

what’s something you do to de-stress?

what’s the best personal gift someone could give you (playlist, homemade card, etc.)

what movie would you want to live in?

which character would you want to be?

hugs or hand-holding?

morning, afternoon or night?

what reminds you of home (doesn’t have to mean house… just things that remind you of the feeling of home)?

[ceemetery]

home is the first grave

unknown // catherine lacey // chen chen // silas denver melvin // aloha from hell, richard kadrey // courtney love prays to oregon // unknown // st. lucy’s home for girl’s raised by wolves // x // taylor swift’s “my tears ricochet” // this post @ceemetery

my kofi

[bunnyjennyphoto]

there will always be feelings here

[fawnaura]

Kenneth Rexroth, from Sacramental Acts: Love Poems, “She is Away”