Mi alma es tan pequeña, está lleno de estrellas

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[mournfulroses]

Tezer Özlü, from her novel titled "Cold Nights of Childhood," published in 1980

[mournfulroses]

Anne Truitt, from a diary entry featured in Turn: The Journal of an Artist originally published in 1982

[pup-purgatory]

[midnightinshadow]

[nixscriptum]

[aidashakur]

Not everything is worth fixing. Move on.

[sin-djarin]

“I’m too old to—“

WRONG.

You are above ground and breathing.

Do the thing.

[rosieandthemoon]

Claudio Bravo, 1965

[neutralmuds]

[spacebound-wolfpup]

He’s casting a spell 🫧

[scribeherself]

the absolute devastating intimacy of a forehead rest. when you are both just so tired from existing in a world that demands you to be a rigid, functional individual, and you finally collapse into each other and just lean your forehead against theirs, or against their shoulder. it’s the physical equivalent of dropping your shields. it’s saying i am entirely heavy right now, and i am trusting you to bear a piece of that weight. and the most beautiful part is that the other person doesn’t even flinch. they just adjust their stance, tuck you a little closer, and absorb the impact. we were designed to divide the burden of being alive.

[pinesloki]

[fallenderstern]

[paper-wounds]

[rosieandthemoon]

from a hike in New Hampshire

[expressions-of-nature]

by Luyao Wu

[poppyseedxoxo]

[istalkfashion]

[vornicheskucamera]

JULY RAINBOW

[sexponents]