A WORK IN PROGRESS

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[innocenceandnonsense]

I wish you warmth. I wish you a softness within yourself that is so gentle; and forgiving. I hope you forgive every version of yourself - not just the ones who were less problematic. All of them. Apologize to your backbone for making it carry unforgiveness for so long. Let it marvel in the weightlessness. I hope you find it within yourself to be thankful for hard times. To run your fingers over sharp memories and not wince, just breathe. It all got you right here, you know. And that too, I hope you cherish the right here. After all of that, I’d think you’d have learned that the right here is all we’ve got. And it’s special beyond belief. You’re special. Always have been. I hope you know there is no one like you. I hope you know that’s on purpose. That you are on purpose.

[innocenceandnonsense]

I have tasted so much of life. I carry a grateful, honest, heavy chest filled with so much. Lessons, lines from songs sung in 2007, tiny wisdoms bigger than me, lots of broken pieces that are all beautiful. I don’t know that I believe it when they say nostalgia softens memories, I still let out an “ouch” when I touch many of mine. However, I think it does sweeten them. Makes you re remember in a way that allows perspective. Allows for self forgiveness and unclenched fists. I can’t puppeteer the past, can’t maneuver memories to be different. But I can look back and look down at the foundation I’m standing on because of that full and heavy chest of a past. And I marvel at the sweetness of it all. How things really do go from awful to so unbelievably wonderful somehow without even noticing. How hard things become so lovable in hindsight because of where they lead. This life and its muchness, it is so full if you let it be. And I don’t know much, but I do know that for as long as I’m able, I will have a cup that is consistently overflowing. I do not want to leave this world dehydrated from doubt or thirsty for a little more magic. I will cling tight to it all, always. And you should too.

[innocenceandnonsense]

It’s torture

Wanting to write about everything, you know,

About the way the passenger seat makes me feel

Or how it brings me back to a roadtrip through Colorado

But I’m in St. Paul

And the playlist that boy with the messy hair put on

And I took pictures of the mountains

And his smile lines

I journaled in the backseat

My freshly 21 year old heart freshly broken

The open road the plot of a movie

I was writing in my dreamcatcher mind

The plot was just getting good I was convincing myself

If I could reach back in time and hold that untouched hand

Tell her the show hasn’t even come close to beginning

The plot twists will be award winning

But don’t trade this moment for the world, sweet girl, don’t close your eyes once

Be there. Feel all of it.

Giggle that first hangover off, walk home with your best friend

Admire her perfect hair, free spirit stubbornness

Hold those moments

Write the ache out of your bleeding heart, put it on paper

I promise you’re friends later

You’ll sit on your living room floor together and laugh

About the letter you write in that car

Here you are now,

Writing in a car

And you’re safe… you lived a lot of story

You did

You starred in the movie your young mind was dreaming

The genre was wrong but you’re here

You are HERE

I feel like her still, she’s more part of me now than ever before

The magic is everywhere again, even when it isn’t

You know what I mean? The songs on the radio sound that way again

The sunsets are LOOK AT THAT again

The ache visits on purpose

It is not all consuming, just a pesky passerby

[innocenceandnonsense]

Me 🤝🏼 fall colors

[innocenceandnonsense]

I’m just gonna post my outfits and poems on here for fun because 2025 is way too wacky for me and I miss the simple magic innocent nonsense times of tumblr. We’re back.

[innocenceandnonsense]

It’s a re remembering,

a “where do I know you from?”

Asking the mirror to go out for coffee

Should we take a walk and chat for a bit?

It’s been awhile since I saw you in that smile

It looks like magic on you

Your voice sounds louder

Heart beat softer

Are we done being at war with our self?

It’s an uninviting,

A “let’s block the number to the past shall we?”

Quit picking up broken pieces of her and trying to put them together like a weird sculpture

Let’s let her stay where she is

We carry her lessons now

Not her weight

It’s a meet cute of who I’ve been and who I’m becoming

They bump awkwardly into each other brushing their teeth and stumble their way through the day

Giggling at the newness

The putting together

Trial and error

Most days feel like putting on hand me downs of who I used to be

But I’m learning that I look better in them now

Even if they feel like they don’t fit just right

Quite yet

It’s a bit paralyzing to be falling for who you’re becoming without knowing her yet

I hope she likes me back

Even with all of my baggage

I promise we don’t try to carry it anymore

We just sort through it sometimes

It still stings to touch

But we’re working on the art of setting it down

[goodreadss]

Be soft. Do not let the world make you hard. Do not let the pain make you hate. Do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness. Take pride that even though the rest of the world may disagree, you still believe it to be a beautiful place.

Iain Thomas, I Wrote This For You (via goodreadss)

[quotemadness]

“Try to learn to breathe deeply, really to taste food when you eat, and when you sleep, really to sleep. Try as much as possible to be wholly alive with all your might, and when you laugh, laugh like hell. And when you get angry, get good and angry. Try to be alive. You will be dead soon enough.”

— Ernest Hemingway

[quotemadness]

“May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art – write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.”

— Neil Gaiman

[quotemadness]

“Make sure you don’t start seeing yourself through the eyes of those who don’t value you. Know your worth even if they don’t.”

— Thema Davis

[quotemadness]

“I will never apologize for being me, but I will apologize for the times that I am not.”

— Michael Carini

[purplebuddhaquotes]

I have scars on my hands from touching certain people.

J.D. Salinger (via purplebuddhaquotes)

[purplebuddhaquotes]

The real difficulty is to overcome how you think about yourself.

Maya Angelou (via purplebuddhaquotes)

[buttonpoetry]

We had come to the brink of something beautiful but fell short so many times we crafted a word for it.

Bianca Phipps - “Almosts” (CUPSI 2014)

[thoughtkick]

Know that you can start late, look different, be uncertain and still succeed.

Misty Copeland (via thoughtkick)

[eyebrowgod-deactivated20181204]

a 90’s kid? don’t you mean sad adult?

[eyebrowgod-deactivated20181204]

70,000 people have reblogged this but no one is trying to defend themselves

[vanilita]

There is nothing to defend

[lookingforshadows]

#i read a post once that described 90s kids as the generation of nostalgia #because so much technological advancement happened in such a rapid timeframe when we were growing up #that we can clearly remember having technologies that are now obsolete #like going from a corded hugeass phone to a small computer in your pocket just within our formative years is a major thing #and it sparks a nostalgia for our seemly ‘simpler’ childhoods #because so much rapid development makes it seem like it was a lot longer ago than it actually was (x)

[instead-of-sighs]

This is the most solid explanation of our decade I have ever heard.

[fuckyeahrudyfrancisco]

When you choose to be a poet, when you choose to spill like this, bleed like this, cry like this, your pain becomes an exhibit. A place for people to walk through and then leave when they are ready. No one ever asks a museum if it’s okay.

Rudy Francisco, “Museum” (via fuckyeahrudyfrancisco)