[lifeinpoetry]

The cut that was made in me was made when I was small. Everything that happened, after, was just play acting.

— Cynthia Cruz, from “Bambule,” Hotel Oblivion

[dirbyagnesvarda]

jenny slate / red white & royal blue by casey mcquiston

[vanished]

Beetroot - Romeo & Juliet

Along this text the word Juliet appears 180 times and the word Romeo another 308 times. We finally brought them together with 55,440 red lines.

[lordbyronsays]

life getting hard? this solution really worked for me: 

self imposed exile

[wordsthat-speak]

“And I say to myself: A moon will rise from my darkness.”

— Mahmoud Darwish

[d-archive1948-deactivated202303]

“I am from there. I am from here. I am not there and I am not here. I have two names, which meet and part, and I have two languages. I forget which of them I dream in.”

— Mahmoud Darwish, a Palestinian poet

[minima--moralia]

You who read me—are you certain you understand my language?

Jorge Luis Borges, from “The Library of Babel,” Labyrinths: Selected Stories & Other Writings (New Directions, 1964)(via minima–moralia)

[enisteyjia-deactivated20250106]

[gnossienne]

Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet

[abortionado]

[ criminal minds // e.e cummings // maya angelou // emily brontë // emery allen ]

[mjalti]

tbh i am not the person you want to be texting in an emergency, my notifications are off and i’m on Do Not Disturb. i haven’t had a ringtone since the dark years of ‘06. i’ll text u back in four (business) months like “hope that worked out, the Lord works in mysterious ways xx”

[quotemadness]

Loving me isn’t easy, I have sharp edges, I have missing parts.

Donte Colins (via quotemadness)

[noetig]

“It’s just that I belong in the quietest quiet, that’s what’s right for me.”

— Franz Kafka, in a letter to Milena Jesenská, from Letters to Milena

[goodreadss]

“I don’t know what’s the matter with me, why I’m so adept at distance, why I feel so remote from things, why life feels like a rumor.”

— David Shields, How Literature Saved My Life (via goodreadss)

[rbcages]

how are you so quiet about it? your sadness i mean. how do you hold it in your chest, in your eyes, in your teeth without letting it speak; how does it stay still?

[letsgetemboys]

The Mirror [Зеркало] (1975, dir. Andrei Tarkovsky)

[sunbathe]