Posting Some Love...

and a little bit of everything else. 🔞 and under 29 // INTJ // ♒️

[deercatcher]

[roseydoux]

[cottageaesthetic]

[jacindaelena]

[words-and-coffee]

“Nothing ever ends poetically. It ends and we turn it into poetry. All that blood was never once beautiful. It was just red.”

— Kait Rokowski (via quotemadness)

[exhaled-spirals]

« Spring is like a perhaps hand (which comes carefully out of Nowhere)arranging a window, into which people look(while people stare arranging and changing placing carefully there a strange thing and a known thing here)and

changing everything carefully

spring is like a perhaps Hand in a window (carefully to and fro moving New and Old things, while people stare carefully moving a perhaps fraction of flower here placing an inch of air there)and

without breaking anything. »

— e.e. cummings

[words-and-coffee]

“Empty can mean either peaceful or desolate.”

— Margaret Atwood, from Georgia Beach

[maureen2musings]

[cozyings]

[worldexperience]

Margaret Jeane

[lovetheworldlife]

[themindsjournalposts]

“You have a place in my heart no one else ever could have.”

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

[snter]

[eliminated]

[perfectfeelings]

“I fell in love with the way you touched me without using your hands.”

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[rosemvry]

via pinterest 

[sapphocottagecore]