Things That Make You Sleepless

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[lvnnsi]

06/24/23 // maya c. popa, from “signal”

[noorshirazie]

“Half-starved creatures sit in cafes and empty parks, watching others lead fuller existences. Their cheeks are sunken, expression sullen. They cannot recall the last occasion on which they cried out for help. But how their eyes weep for the tenderness of another, for the touch they have never felt. Maybe it is the growing numbness. Maybe it is the way they slowly retreat into themselves. They have never been easy to love, but they are the ones who beg for intimacy the loudest.”

— Noor Shirazie

[weltenwellen]

Emily Henry, Book Lovers

[weltenwellen]

Natalie Díaz, from “Isn't the Air Also a Body, Moving?”, Postcolonial Love Poem

[mylittletankaworld]

if he, who once said, it is better to have loved had known the sorrows your absence left in my heart he'd too, rather not have loved

[fromdarzaitoleeza]

Wolfsena / sue zhao

[blooming-anna-rose]

and right now, i feel alone. i’m sitting in the sun, nothing is wrong, yet i dial my mom’s number, longing for her to tell me everything is okay. i listen to her voice, and i let my tears fall hoping she’ll recognize what in me needs fixing. i am my mothers daughter, and i hope whatever in me needs help, she has seen in herself before. i felt sad, i felt lost, and most of all i felt alone. so i called my mom. and sometimes i think that’s one way i’ll always stay a kid.

- n.c. // i’m getting older, but i’m not ready to grow up

[memoryslandscape-deactivated202]

“Once you start to speak of things that are precious, you are immediately anxious about how people will react to what you have said, and you want to protect these things, to defend them against incomprehension.“”

— Andrei Tarkovsky, from “Scenario and shooting script,” Sculpting in Time, trans. Kitty Hunter-Blair (University of Texas Press, 1987)

[thoughtsofirii]

“The thought of you having everything we’ve had with someone else puts a knife right through my heart”

—

Iri.i

March 7 2017

[fromdarzaitoleeza]

But an unquenchable love for you has never left me...

{Quotes: Alejandra Pizarnik, Approximations/Simone de Beauvoir, from Diary of a Philosophy Student: Volume 2, 1928-9; Sunday, October 7/chen chen, nature poem in ‘when i grow up i want to be a list of further possibilities’/sue zhao/ Sylvia path / Maggie Nelson, Bluets/Richard siken/Ingeborg Bachmann, In the Storm of Roses from ‘The Poem for the Reader’, tr. Mark Anderson ,paintings: pinterest}

[loveme--lustme]

I found you again

in the corners of my dreams

where I left you last

you were warm and we fit together perfectly

just as I had remembered

in a time long gone by

[antigonick]

“Human fingers can feel objects as small as thirteen nanometres, which means that if your finger was the size of the earth you could feel the difference between a barn and a horse. I want to remember to mention this to her.”

— Miriam Toews, Women Talking

[ink--scratch]

it's an art, you know. loving someone you can't have? it's an art. it's a way to convince yourself that, even if you can't confess to them, you're capable of caring enough to want to wake up in the morning. it's a testament to all of the pain you've been through. tells you that the map you've followed all your life, with all of its twists and turns and roadblocks, has lead you right where you need to be: here, alive, loving. loving. loving. and yeah, maybe you can say it to them, those three words. you can't really mean it, though, and that's what hurts, right? you can tell them, "i love you. i hope you're happy and healthy. you deserve it." you can tell them, "you're my favorite person. i love you so much." you can tell them, "you're the best friend i've ever had. i love you." no matter what, you can shower them with love. pray they understand. and if they don't? the heart beating in your chest is a consolation, isn't it?

[tenmartha]

Martha Jones and The Doctor / On Unrequited Love

(1) Wishbone by Richard Siken (2) Angelica Alzona (3) Ten Love Letters by Clementine von Radics (4) Wasted by RKS (5) Doctor Who 3x09 (6) ratsandlilies on insta (7) I never went to that movie at 12:45 by Dolly Lemke (8) Unrequited Love by Sierra DeMulder

[hapless-hollow]

“Again and again, night after night. I must show my soul the scar it carries, after you.”

— Helaena C Moon 

[lettersfromadreamgirl]

do you ever have these small moments in life where your sadness and anxiety leaves you for like ten seconds and it feels like time has stopped? when you look around wherever you are, whether you’re running through heavy rain or in the middle of a club shouting the words to your favourite song on the dance floor or riding ur bike home at 3am and you feel alive. like really ALIVE. when you’re not thinking about anything; you’re just living through your senses, trying to take in the moment. and when it passes you realise nearly every moment leading up to that moment - every second, every day you’ve been on this planet - you haven’t felt that alive? that you haven’t even been living, just existing, until that moment? i live for those moments

[smakkabagms]

“Grief will keep you reaching back / for what is not there”

— Adrianne Kalfopoulou, “Poem in Pieces, a Log,” A History of Too Much (via catmint1)