🪐

[blossomfully]

“So I said: “please love me,” and what I meant was: please treat me gently. Please love me with a love that can be felt. That can be touched. A love that I can write about gracefully if and when it ends. Which I may look upon with pacific eyes, and say: “that was a good love. It had to end but it was good.””

Sue Zhao // Nothing but Strawberries

[fivestrandbraid2]

You have destroyed and betrayed yourself for unfulfilling human contact

[insanity-or-genius]

17.11.1989 - Beginning of the Velvet Revolution in Prague.

[jj0ngie]

Just a heads up that the “Velvet Revolution” in 1989 wasn’t as peaceful as one might think. …although it was perhaps more peaceful than any other revolution, in the moment of this photo being taken, the police had surrounded several thousands of students and forced them all into a single narrow street with no other ways to escape, and then started beating them up.

AND THIS IS WHAT COMMUNISTS DID.

During the communism era in my country, my parents couldn’t STUDY. My dad was interrogated by the police because OF THE MUSIC he was listening to. Traveling to any country on the west from our borders was nearly impossible for regular people. People were being put in jail for as much as speaking their opinion… 

So please, educate yourself before you chose your political view.

[kopretin-a]

Díky že můžem

[werenotreallystrangers]

love can’t breathe when you’re holding your breath

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— v, excerpts from a book i’ll never write #2 (via letsbelonelytogetherr)

[lunamonchtuna]

to be seen without performing. to be heard without screaming. to be missed without disappearing. to be enough without proving it. to be held without falling apart. to be understood without explaining. to be wanted without conditions. to be. to be.

[half-a-corpse-half-a-poet]

-Margaret Atwood, Selected Poems 1: 1965-1975

[askyea-poesy]

I wanted all of her, not just what was pretty; I wanted her broken and bad, her wild, and her winters; anyone can love for a season, but I wanted the years.

Jose Chaves

[askyea-poesy]

You deserve to be in environments that bring out the softness in you, not the survival In you.

Brene Brown

[sunsbleeding]

There will always be something to live for, even if it’s just the sun coming through your kitchen window in the morning, even if it’s just waking up with time to keep sleeping, even if it’s for the hope that the future will be tender, and sublime, and brighter than then all the stars…

[surqrised]

“In my opinion, the best thing you can do is to find a person who loves you for exactly what you are. Good mood, bad mood, ugly, pretty, handsome, what have you … That’s the kind of person that’s worth sticking with.”

— Juno

[strokeofserenity]

"Every time a man yells you are seven years old again."

Clementine von Radics, “Mouthful of Forevers.”

[nevimkdojsemhaha]

ja nedokazu popsat tu bolest vedet, ze je nekdo stejne vpici jako ty, vidis mu to pri pohledu do oci, a neda se s tim nic delat, uz nam nic nepomuze, nevim jestli se jeste nekdy uvidime, mozna se zabiju, mozna se zabijes, zustan nazivu, ale vim jak je to hopeless a ze ani nechces, ja taky ne

snad se jeste nekdy podivam do tvych oci a nebude to tak bolet, aspon nachvilku, snad se nezabijes a snad jo, aby te to tak nebolelo

[lunamonchtuna]

— Sylvia Plath, quoting an acquaintance in ‘The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath’

[mournfulroses]

Arthur Rimbaud, from The Complete Works of Arthur Rimbaud; "A Season In Hell,"