[ninzied]

The other day, lying in bed, I felt my heart beating for the first time in a long while. I realized how little I live in my body, how much in my mind.

—Rodger Kamenetz, Terra Infirma

[presidentofthehotgirlclub]

I hate when I crave and want and desire like girl if you don’t shut the fuck up and stare at the wall

[ashlenasharma]

you who swallowed a falling star

print here

[flowerytale]

Li-Young Lee, from I Loved You Before I Was Born, The Undressing: Poems

[tunisian]

oh my god. most of life really is about the little things. a good haircut, a nice playlist, trying a new recipe that turns out well, a poem that hits home, a comfortable spot in the sun, spontaneous messages, a pen you enjoy writing with, tea with the right temperature to drink, buying that thing you’ve been eyeing for a while, a warm bed. yeah. im so grateful for the little enjoyments

[overdose-art]

Alphonse Mucha. Iris, Rose, Lily & Carnation (1898)

[flowerytale]

The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1920–1923

[wishbzne-deactivated20210526]

“But I think it’s an ancient rage. Women who grew tired beneath the weight of years that would not buckle, break nor bend.”

— Sandra Cisneros, from Moon in Hydra

[ashleysjohnson]

ABOUT TIME (2013)

[zagzie]

“this female character was such a bitch” don’t care + didn’t ask + i’m holding her hand right now and you’re not

[bob-belcher]

FLEABAG (2016 - 2019) Season 1 | Episode 1

[darlingvita]

“..the June nights are long and warm; the roses flowering; and the garden full of lust and bees..”

— Virginia Woolf in a letter to Vanessa Bell c. June 1926

[splattsmatt]

bbg

[from-darkness]

“I know you are reading this poem which is not in your language guessing at some words while others keep you reading and I want to know which words they are.”

— Adrienne Rich, An Atlas of the Difficult World. (via xshayarsha)

[misandriste]

howl (2020) wri. alexandra savior

[cheruib]

most heartwarming thing these days is not having to play music when im on my walk because literally in every corner there’s rustling leaves! singing birds! joyful kids running around! people chatting and laughing! it’s become my favorite song i love spring <3

[flowerytale]

Forugh Farrokhzad, from ‘On Loving’, Sin: Selected Poems