Leira

Bliss.

[loverleira]

[lunamonchtuna]

— Clementine Von Radics, from In A Dream You Saw A Way To Survive; "The Fear" (via lunamonchtuna)

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Jenny Slate, Little Weirds

[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.

[nervebynerve]

The Molecule of More: How a Single Chemical in Your Brain Drives Love, Sex, and Creativity―and Will Determine the Fate of the Human Race by  Daniel Z. Lieberman and Michael E. Long 

[loverleira]

Life’s adventures

[lunchboxpoems]

KAT GIORDANO

[nebulations]

[ID: A poem titled "Explaining Time to My Dog," title in all caps. It reads:

a work day is sixteen walks long---eight of those big ones, where we don't make that left turn off 14th and pass the house with the year-round inflatables. a year is the time between when the other houses take their inflatables down and when they put them back out, the time between fireworks finales, but also the time it takes me to walk to the mailbox and back with you staring out the window. but also the time it takes for me to run a 5k in the morning. in other words, a year is also 30 minutes. 30 minutes is the length of a walk, but also the refractory period after a walk before i have to start spelling it again instead. i'm sorry, but t is what it is. we all have words the people we love can't say to us, not because they'll hurt us but because it'll feel too good too fast and your feelings are scary, that look on your face when you're running full-tilt at someone who's not ready yet, who's st.ill putting their shoes on. it's the not- readiness they're afraid of, the way it makes them feel to see you feeling. the way they wish they had something to say other than "wait" and the way they can't define that word. it hurts, but you figure it out eventually, the sounds of the letters, the shapes of them in their mouths, the certain way they breathe, like their hand is already on the leash across the room. End ID0

[badbitcheschoose]

[classycookiexo]

[hoursofreading]

Heather Havrilesky

[frachella]

https://www.instagram.com/felixruizdiez/

[loverleira]

dark academia core. This was fun to shoot

[l02ai-deactivated20240509]

[fromdarzaitoleeza]

{Quotes:Nitya prakash/Richard siken ,crush}

[nervebynerve]

“The daily routine of most adults is so heavy and artificial that we are closed off to much of the world. We have to do this in order to get our work done. I think one purpose of art is to get us out of those routines. When we hear music or poetry or stories, the world opens up again. We’re drawn in — or out — and the windows of our perception are cleansed, as William Blake said. The same thing can happen when we’re around young children or adults who have unlearned those habits of shutting the world out.”

— Ursula K. Le Guin 

[moments-0f-life]

[cottaqecore]

emilie hofferber