When You Cant Find The Sunshine, Be The Sunshine.

Morgan, 22, Dallas.

[meanwhilepoetry]

“When will you stop being afraid of everything you can be. When will you let flowers grow in the cracks of your soul. When will you understand that those broken parts of you have learned how to sing more beautiful songs than the loveliest of songbirds.”

— Nikita Gill, You Can Set Yourself Free But Only If You Want To

[olearypoetry]

[langleavpoetry]

[ich-brauch-dich-hier]

soft thorns pt. 2

[chuckakot]

“By the end of your touch, we become strangers again. I smell you in every empty places, corners to corners, room by room. Your memories are sweet and painful on their own over the morning breeze that erases the motion of our silhouettes while it slowly melts in the morning light.”

⁠— Chuck Akot

[thegoodvybe]

[thegoodvybe]

[evrogina]

but there you were // @evrogina

[olearypoetry]

[poltcrgeists-deactivated2022082]

“may our daughters be braver stronger and angrier than we ever were. and may men fear revere and loathe them for it.”

— may they be the witches you cannot burn - l.e.

[andthwip-deactivated20220219]

Peter + dealing with insecurities

[relatablepoetryandquotes]

via @extramadness

[ambiguities]

from weheartit

[relatablepoetryandquotes]

via @rupikaurpoems

[ambiguities]

from weheartit

[relatablepoetryandquotes]

“The more often a man feels without acting, the less he will ever be able to act, and in the long run, the less he will be able to feel.”

— C. S. Lewis, The Screwtape Letters (via philosophybits)

[undo-my-scars]

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