— dandelion @honeyed-sunflowers - Tumblr Blog

flowerytale

Joan Didion, from Blue Nights

#the spiral theory 📺

mournfulroses

Anne Truitt, from a diary entry featured in Daybook: The Journal of an Artist

lone-nyctophile

My imagination makes me a human and makes me a fool; it gives me all the world, and exiles me from it.

- Ursula K. Le Guin

stillgotscars

happy salt air and the rust on your door month to all those who celebrate

weltenwellen

An Interview with Richard Siken

immuno-deactivated20240319

it’s because you’re always in that damn hole that resembles the grave but isn’t

stillgotscars

you guys, what does it mean if there’s rust all over my door that i swear wasn’t there yesterday and the air smells alarmingly salty? have i never needed anything more, or should i be concerned?

shisasan

𝙵𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝙽𝚒𝚎𝚝𝚣𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚎, 𝚃𝚑𝚞𝚜 𝚂𝚙𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚉𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊 [𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝟷𝟾𝟾𝟹]

stormvvitch

before the coffee gets cold by toshikazu kawaguchi

"But Kazu still goes on believing that, no matter what difficulties people face, they will always have the strength to overcome them. It just takes heart. And if the chair can change someone's heart, it clearly has its purpose."

heavensghost

Words from Clarice Lispector in The Hour of the Star

stillgotscars

if i first saw your face in the 1500s off in a foreign land, and i was forced to marry another man, you still would’ve been mine, we would have been timeless. i would’ve read your love letters every single night, and run away and left it all behind, you still would’ve been mine, we would've been timeless. ‘cause i believe that we were supposed to find this. so, even in a different life, you still would’ve been mine, we would’ve been timeless.

petaltexturedskies

I’m tired, tired of being enclosed here. I'm wearying to escape into that glorious world, and to be always there; not seeing it dimly through tears, and yearning for it through the walls of an aching heart; but really with it, and in it.

Emily Brontë, from Wuthering Heights