Soulful Solitude.

It’s your decision how you decide to see things, not anybody else’s. Whether it’s a certain job, hobby, or interest; it’s yours to discover. No one else can tell you otherwise.

[letsbeapoemtogether]

Vladimir Mayakovsky, from a letter featured in "Love in the Heart of Everything; The Correspondence between Vladimir Mayakovsky & Lili Brik, 1915-1930,"

[feltpoetry]

“you. it will always be you. don’t you get that? if i had the choice between you and a million things i’ve always wanted, i would choose you every single time.”

laughuntiltherearetears

[stantheanomaly]

Some are luckier than others. Some get love in abundance, while others crave for a drop from that bottomless ocean.

- Suvrahadip Ghosh, Unfairness of Love

[vibeswithwangus-blog]

[soft-rains]

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[ohsimplethinggs-deactivated2023]

I read somewhere that "When you choose a life partner you're choosing your eating companion for about 20,000 meals, your travel companion for about 70 vacations, your retirement friend, career therapist, & someone whose day you'll hear about 18,000 times" and I really can't stress this enough.

[therapeuticss]

(500) Days of Summer

[21stcenturysucks]

I was not made for hookup culture. Love me for an eternity or do not touch me at all.

[huaenrose]

But I swear to keep my eyes for you:

even before the four famous tales, among the four calamities,

I will see them only through your iris.

And if at any time you catch me looking at other faces, just know:

I'm looking for yours, like butterflies follow flowers.

— @lianpetals.

[all-these-words-of-mine-deactiv]

Being single is so strange

Of course I want to find the one but…

I also want to hide from

Every

One

[petaltexturedskies]

And the fragrance, and the honey, and of course the sun, the purely pure sun, shining, all the while, over all of us.

Mary Oliver, from new and selected poems, vol. II

[cottageaesthetic]

[worteschuetttlerin]

Sylvia Plath — Soliloquy of the Solipsist

[antikseftali]

[ourrainyevenings]

Melt

I’m melting

I’m melting

I’m melting….

Into the floor boards.

In between the crevices of wood.

Descending into a vaporized state.

You have scripted me as the western witch.

Casted yourself as Dorothy.

However, it was quite the opposite.

I was oblivious to rejection.

I kept melting for someone.

Who didn’t have the desire

To scoop out my remains.

RJ

[rainbowkittendemise]

I keep changing parts of myself,

hoping they’ll pick me.

And I wonder where all of those pieces of me ended up.

[matchaa-icecream]

" 月 が きれい です ね "

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