[weltenwellen]

Goatsong Leila Chatti

[amnesiaguy]

The Long and Short of It, Richard Siken

[ihopeuwill]

All the years of my life I thought I was searching for love I found, retrospectively, to be years where I was simply trying to recover what had been lost, to return to the first home, to get back the rapture of first love. I was not really ready to love or be loved in the present. I was still mourning-- clinging to the broken heart of girlhood, to broken connections.

from All About Love: New Visions, bell hooks

[yeehawlw]

posting on tumblr.com:

[theoptia]

Fernando Pessoa, from The Book of Disquiet

[itsnotwhatimlike]

embarrassment has good bones

[werenotreallystrangers]

I’m becoming someone who doesn’t abandon herself to keep connection

[inkipri]

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[achillesinhighheels]

nobody in the entire world has ever known what to do with me

[women-loving-art]

Adrienne Rich, from Twenty-One Love Poems (VIII)

[pityroad]

"Sometimes, when I'm careless, I think survival is easy: you just keep moving forward with what you have, or what's left of what you were given, until something changes — or you realise, at last, that you can change without disappearing, that all you had to do was wait until the storm passes you over and you find that —yes— your name is still attached to a living thing."

— On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous, Ocean Vuong

[heavensghost]

Words from charming by Genevieve Stokes

[bookmatter]

Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet

[petaltexturedskies]

You will freeze in place if you remain this way. You must not, dear. You have to move.

Rainer Maria Rilke, in a letter to Sidonie Nádherná, dated 1 August 1913

[bestiolin]

[geryone]

Jordan Schiffer

[mournfulroses]

Catherynne M. Valente, from her novel titled "Deathless," originally published in 2011

[theoptia]

Simone de Beauvoir, from Diary of a Philosophy Student: Volume 1, 1926-27

Text ID: I observe how much I have matured since last year despite my belief that I was losing myself, how something strong was born from the painful experiences survived and from the numerous minutes that I believed were wasted.