E.E. Cummings, Complete Poems, 1904-1962

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E.E. Cummings, Complete Poems, 1904-1962
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{\__/} ( • . •) / >♥️ I give this to everyone that is feeling bad right now. it’ll be ok.
– Audrey Hepburn
Mary Oliver
[🌈 Mostly I want to be kind 🌈]
If no one wants me
Don't worry
I exist for myself
I will take care of myself
And I will love myself
More than anything
Mary Oliver, from “Hum Hum”, A Thousand Mornings
Leonard Cohen, from The Complete Poems
Mark Rothko, Untitled, 1969
Acrylic on wove paper
50 ¼ x 42 ¼ in. (127.5 x 107.2 cm)
Estate/Inventory Number2106.69
Collection of Kate Rothko Prizel. © Kate Rothko Prizel and Christopher Rothko
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Love Forever
Don't say the L word
I remember the way you ate them, With more sugar than in your tea, In the heat of summer, from my tree.
cut out words
every letter writer was prayed for by name and need.
that’s prayer.
she had her paws against the glass like she wanted to come in.
the best way to get the last word, is to apologize.
God, be with us, I prayed.
afternoons, I’d find her sprawled across a sofa, snoozing away. it was the very work I had prayed for.
bringing words to life, why not travel with kindred souls?
bro, the me inside your head is kind to you, right? haha? 🤨
bro, you wouldn't use my memory to represent your own self-doubt and loathing... right bro?
The purest form of love is consideration. When someone thinks about how things would make you feel. Pays attention to detail. Holds you in regard when making decisions that could affect you. In any bond, how much they care about you can be found in how much they consider you
babe are u okay ur crying about closeness lines over time by olivia de recat again