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She’s confused and afraid to commit to the wrong person, so she won’t commit to anyone

[kinoaida]

[weer-loos]

“Het gaat slecht, verder gaat het goed.”

— Gerard Reve, De avonden. (via gemompel)

[lylylylylylylylyly]

my personal goal is to be the girl u can’t get out of ur head no matter how much u try

[yeahiwasintheshit]

[sheisamixedbreed-deactivated202]

Use the booty as a pillow

[transatlanticgirl]

[woordjesuitmijnhoofd]

Het gaat om waar je heen gaat

Niet hoe hard je rent

[wholeheartedsuggestions]

if it’s overwhelming, give yourself a break

[ongerijmd]

ora pro nobis

in je ogen trekt blauw magma rond een zwarte krater.   we eten allebei een boterham met pindakaas en zingen voor de heiligen. je stem is teer, ieder woord een pasgeboren kind. de mijne kraakt als een koude verwarming. onder het bankje slapen half verteerde sigaretten. ze verdrinken zachtjes als de regen weer begint.  

[stormvanwoorden]

“We herkauwen ons verdriet, maar verteren lukt niet.”

—

[hazelhymns]

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[inkskinned]

but i do think of things in shapes. i used to feel everything, all at once, vague and daunting, but lately i can sense them, one at a time, rise up and make song. saturday’s soup dinner is a round hum. sunday had a lunch like the back of a fawn. today’s shape is my tongue at the roof of my mouth. today’s shape is a held breath before autumn. today’s shape is canned tuna.

i am so familiar with the calloused hands of dread and the salted forest of depression. i have been in their beds so often that i am always finding their hair in my teeth. i am always picking their splinters out of what i eat. i am always wondering when they will be back with new treats.

but i am, slowly, learning the shape of harmony. the wren lungs of a good morning. the sweet candled night, and legs and porches and warm air and laughter. the thing about learning the shape of joy is that i will know it better the next time i go looking. she just always surprises me. she is so small. but so darkly, excellently shining. joy like a fairy. joy in a boxed heart. joy in calligraphy. 

the tiny shape of joy, quietly slaughtering the mountain of my empty.

[outgazes]

[synqra]

[jupitersmusings]

good things will happen 🧿

things that are meant to be will fall into place 🧿

[lovelysuggestions]

strech marks, freckles, spots, and scars are all what make you human. your body is beautiful.

[aruguula]

It’s okay to be a beginner at the things you are interested in. There is no reason to feel intimidated by people more advanced than you are, because they too were in your place at one point. Keep learning and growing and expanding in whatever it is that you love and let nothing and no one stop you. You don’t have to be at the same stage as someone else. You can just be at your stage and that one is okay too.