[yms1]

To you yes, to them no.

[20somethingandstilllost]

“You are a dangerous collection of all my favourite things.”

— Nikita Gill

[your-first-priority]

Everything you judge, you end up experiencing it

[juneacademia]

“you’re so pretty,” okay write poetry about me then.

[yourstorai]

the urge to run into someone’s arms

[1anonyymous1]

Scrolling through Tumblr like I’m searching for pieces of me.

[8nin]

a love you don’t have to heal from.

[tender-spirit]

my love is the softest place on earth

[takethemonetandletsgogh]

Czesław Miłosz, “Elegy for N. N.”

[bitchyandbratty]

you don’t want me i was made at the obsessive lover factory

[tattooovonbeardy]

I just want my person, and peace. That's it. That's literally it. That's the dream.

[arts-cats-books-musics]

They said time heals, but

Dostoevsky said, "One never forgets the taste of certain tears."

[roua-poemului]

to be loved like poetry.

[m-elloncollie]

Untitled (2007)

[toriaelise]

yall can keep the nonchalant ones. i need mine weak in the knees bout me

[spirallens]

I saw the heart you hide so well

[muhtesemz]

‏تمادينا بالتفكير ونسينا بأن الأقدار مكتوبة

We went too far in thinking and forgot that destinies are written.

- Mahmoud Darwish