I bare the raw pain and the twisted vulnerability of being honest, because I learnt that anything is better than being lied to.
— no sleep club
Acquired Stardust
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@noclub
I bare the raw pain and the twisted vulnerability of being honest, because I learnt that anything is better than being lied to.
— no sleep club
One Sings, the Other Doesn't (1977), dir. Agnès Varda
Hanif Abdurraqib, "Glamor on the West Streets / Silver Over Everything"
"Yes, what a tragedy to spend it on a half-finished freedom. But some nights, even a little freedom feels like a feast."
Mary Oliver, from On Meditating, Sort Of
Low Orbit Solitude [ 13 colors ]
Trista Mateer, from a poem featured in her collection titled The Dogs I Have Kissed
My beloved (Ixora)
“I just want to be the answer you give when someone asks you why you’ve been so happy lately.”
— iammyss
she once laughed and i wanted to frame the sound in stained glass.
Eu diria que é raro, raríssimo, em tempos de alma seca, encontrar alguém que goste de caminhar na chuva com você.
“And if you call me at 4 am, too sad to even say hello, I will listen to your silence until you fall asleep.”
— Unknown