Living, finally, instead of always only trying to be cured or get well.
— Kyra Wilder, from Gloss
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Living, finally, instead of always only trying to be cured or get well.
— Kyra Wilder, from Gloss
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  of course i'll wait while you're hiding   of course i'll wait while you're deciding
      but don't shy from the light       it'll never harm you                don't shy from the light                it'll never harm you
  of course i'll stay while you're denying   of course i'll stay while you wander blindly
-Â neulore
      i would be consumed in that overwhelming existence. for beauty is nothing but the beginning of terror, which we still are just able to endure, and we are so awed because it serenely disdains to annihilate us.
                               --- every 𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓵 is terrifying.
- rainer maria rilke
A small thing is the heart, my heart. A big thing is love, my love.
Mahmoud Darwish, excerpt of “Tuesday, A Bright Day”, in Almond Blossoms and Beyond, trans. by Mohammad Shaheen (via antigonick)
I’m in love with someone there / pretending not to be in love with me / my presence isn’t necessary anymore
— Jasmine Gibson, from “Black Mass,” Don’t Let Them See Me Like This (via lifeinpoetry)
It’s against the rules of humanity to believe there is nothing we can do.
Melina Marchetta, Finnikin of the Rock (via willandtess)
i carved the face of someone no longer alive into / the sky so that i did not grieve alone. i plucked the moon. peeled / its rind. as the world turned in the dark, i filled myself on its pulp.
— Alfredo Aguilar, from “I’m Told My Younger Siblings Look up to Me,” On This Side Of The Desert (via lifeinpoetry)
The place that I fit in doesn’t exist, / Until I destroy it.
— Jasmine Gibson, from “Hollow Delta,” Don’t Let Them See Me Like This (via lifeinpoetry)
       was I stupid to love you ?        was I reckless to help ?     was it obvious to everybody else         that I'd fallen for a LIE ?
     you were NEVER on my side        fool me once, fool me twice     are you đť“𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓱 or 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓪đť“𝓲𝓼𝓮 ?       now you'll never see me cry        there's just no time to die
- billie eilish
When you move, I move. Wherever you’re going, I’m going too.
U Move, I Move by John Legend ft. Jhené Aiko (via beaubatns)
He is half of my soul, as the poets say.
Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles (via luthienne)
I think I did right to go out alone into the field,
where the grass meets the riverbank, where the water
turns to honey and the angel waits to be wrestled
into the silky, filmy silt. I watch the bow of his spine,
head tilted down, and wonder if this is where
my words turn to blackberries on my tongue, my name
tipping out of my mouth in a purple-black cascade.
There is fate here, fate to stomach – destiny to bear
like weight, the angel not breathing, poised
like a predator but shaped like a brother.
I am still a thing afraid of itself— a steel trap with no teeth.
Bloodsport, Yves Olade (via 2goood2b4gotten)
Love makes you feel out of control. I think that’s how you know it’s right.
-Danny Diamond on That Wedding by Jillian Dodd (via suspend)
        you taught me the COURAGE of 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓼 before you left          how 𝓵𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 carries on endlessly, even after death         with shortness of breath, you explained the INFINITE                how 𝓻𝓪𝓻𝓮 and 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓲𝓯𝓾𝓵 it is . . .
                        to even exist
- sleeping at last
              i spent all of the 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 I've saved                 we were always a losing game                 small-town kid in a big arcade              i got ADDICTED to a losing game
             all i know . . .                   loving you is a 𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰 game
- duncan laurence