lily

[wordx]

“My crime was feeling everything too deeply, my punishment was surviving it.”

— Fyodor Dostoevsky

[silkenteardrops]

i think my heart was made for slow things. tea that takes time. stories that don’t rush. people who don’t ask "why are you so quiet?" as if quiet is a flaw.

[magpie-to-the-morning]

I don’t WANT a career. I want to cuddle and sleep and eat and read and create and love and be loved.

[petaltexturedskies]

There is a kind of sadness that comes from knowing too much, from seeing the world as it truly is. It is the sadness of understanding that life is not a grand adventure, but a series of small, insignificant moments, that love is not a fairy tale, but a fragile, fleeting emotion, that happiness is not a permanent state, but a rare, fleeting glimpse of something we can never hold onto. And in that understanding, there is a profound loneliness, a sense of being cut off from the world, from other people, from oneself.

Virginia Woolf

[flowerais-deactivated20211031]

soft reminder: you’re alive. you survived the worst nights you’ve ever experienced. you picked yourself up when you were at rock bottom. you made it through the worst relapses, loneliness, heartbreak, failure and darkness in your life. when you wanted to disappear you stayed, time and time again. you can make it through anything. you will get through this too.

[fangorn-forest]

not enough secret gardens and hidden passageways and bookshelves that open to a mysterious library these days. get working on that girls.

[petaltexturedskies]

Isabel Allende, The House of the Spirits originally published 1982

[stillgotscars]

what if he’s written “mine” on my upper thigh only in my miiiiiinnd? one slip and falling back into the hedge maze, oh, what a way to diiiiiiee! i keep recalling things we never did, messy top lip kiss, how i long for our trysts! without ever touching his skin, how can i be guilty as sin?

[sleepy-vix]

you are presented with 2 copies of the same book

the first copy is in tip top condition. a little yellowed, hinting at age, but other than that, there is barely even a crease in the spine. there are no marks, and the owner says that they always keep their books in a book bag when carrying them around.

the second book is battered. absolutely wrecked. it is yellowed, the spine has multiple creases, and there are scriblings in pencil all over every single page, the thoughts of the owner entwined magically with the book forever. there are a few highlighted bits and bookmarked pages.

reblog if the second one is the one that you consider to be a well-loved book :) i just want to see smtg

[books-and-cookies]

I'm sad today, so i bought a book. I'm still sad, but at least i have a new book.

[d4myeon]

this is the only place that protects us

[anhwx]

Illusion is the first of all pleasures. 🏹

[quotefeeling]

“Isn’t it funny how day by day nothing changes, but when you look back, everything is different.”

— C.S. Lewis

[flowerytale]

The Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1944–1947

[flowerytale]

Mary Oliver, from “We Should Be Well Prepared”, Red Bird

[7bitter]

i just. wanna LIVE. read some BOOKS watch some MOVIES. what's all this abt careers? ambition? what abt LETTING THE SOFT ANIMAL OF UR BODY LOVE WHAT IT LOVES

[poetryofmuses]

"what do you do for a living?" Oh I am a professional hopeless romantic and I read books and cry in my free time.