[natahjikio]

So warm, yet so cold. So harsh, yet so kind.

[natahjikio]

And in the end, he did as he said.

[fairycosmos]

deeply deeply miss childhood and i wasn't even that happy

[fromdarzaitoleeza]

Sue zhao/Ryan O'Connell

[baijingting]

EXHUMA 파묘 (2024) dir. Jang Jae Hyun

[sweatermuppet]

anyone else grieving & mourning & lamenting & kicked apart by nostalgia & going silently about their lives?

[darksilenceinsuburbiareloaded]

Rob Strati | The Fall from Fragmented series, 2022 | broken china, ink on paper

@robstrati

[lovecatcher]

https://www.instagram.com/p/CTixpWYhmJS/

[icedespressoo]

i miss myself

[1anonyymous1]

please never stop talking passionately about the things you love

[lrbrz]

Park Chan Wook in all of this movies really said

Men and capitalism are the true evils in the world.

[xiaolanhua]

Ok Taecyeon as Seon Woo Hyeol & Won Ji An as Joo In Hae Heartbeat 가슴이 뛴다 (2023) – Ep. 12

[phoebe-a-poetry]

I don’t think you heard me…

I am a spilled glass of wine soaking up love like bread.

Everything inside of me is waiting to be broke open so sunlight can seep through.

My body spells out the word prey far better than it tears apart flesh.

I’m the kind of person who makes people sad because I’m never who they think I’ll be.

I say the word “and” a lot because I never know when to stop. You’ll have to tell me to stop. It will hurt my feelings but you’ll have to do it anyway.

The things we touch sometimes never leave us. How can they, how do you feel what you once felt a second time without calling yourself obsessed?

[phoebe-a-poetry]

Hey, it’s getting bad again and I know it because someone complimented my hair and suddenly I felt like chopping it all off. My mouth can’t form words to tell someone, anyone, how I feel so I stopped looking people in the eyes to avoid them seeing through me. There is this constant urge to burn down the kitchen rotting inside of my stomach. Do you ever turn someone on to avoid turning them off because you are so terrified of people leaving that you become this person everyone wants? [even if you stopped being you a long time ago?] I talked to my therapist today and she asked me why I thought it was so hard for me to ask for help. I told her I was so use to helping others that I forget they have hands too.

-It’s getting bad again and you aren’t here for me to talk to. (telling the web everything I want to tell you: a series) phoebe.a.poetry via Instagram

[phoebe-a-poetry]

My mother says I have such a soft heart that some people don’t know how to hold it without hurting me. I want to tell her that love is why mold is growing inside of me turning my bones tender and squeezable like a rotting peach you forgot was on the counter. And I don’t think anyone ever meant to hurt me, I don’t think they thought about me enough to try. My ninth grade English teacher use to call me a little weirdo. She noticed that I could see the world differently, that I could label almost everything unintentional. Like a payer off someone’s open mouth after a sin. I always say please breathe me in, consume me, even if they spit me back up seconds later.

[kosmogrl]

[phoebe-a-poetry]

I can’t write about anything other than spiraling, dark circles and oranges, the way my lungs swallow water even in droughts, skinny dipping, strawberry moons, wine and bread, bread soaking up wine, a cracked open chest, eulogies and apologies, hunger, blood, primal instincts, hand picked flowers, god, man, violence, grocery shopping, enemies and friends and how they go hand in hand, kissing, discovering, unearthing, being human, warm ovens, missed calls, fine lines, softness…. Soft spots and something like fingerprint intends on the heart.