RUNNING UP THAT HILL

do i look moderate to you?

[stlamb]

[vhseverything]

[pipeschapmanss]

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slip my hand from your hand leave you dancin’ with a ghost

[swanemma]

#i love her

[xshayarsha]

I want to bite into life, and be torn by it.

Anaïs Nin, from Henry & June; A Journal of Love: The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin (1932–1934)

[heavensghost]

Natalie Wee, Our bodies & other fine machines

@natalieweepoetry

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

Her blood is dancing, she wants to live, and there is no life here.

Anton Chekhov, from The Complete Stories; “In Exile,” (via mythaelogy)

[annajoganiyan]

[dreamertrilogys]

“It was their favorite bitter joke: those who fight against prophecy only draw it more tightly around their throats.”

— Circe, Madeline Miller

[capitangoosie]

hello summer 

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

We try to survive ourselves.

Meena Alexander, from “Fault Lines,” originally published c. 1993 (via actsofgodhood)

[sophie-baek]

Adeline Rudolph By Derrick Freske