Abbey

29.🏳️‍🌈.PA.

[mournfulroses]

Forugh Farrokhzad, from Let Us Believe In the Beginning of the Cold Season; "On Loving,"

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

“I think I was born to give flowers even if it leaves my garden empty. To give more of myself than I’ll ever get. To offer what blooms in my chest, even when the soil feels barren, even when the petals fall too soon. I give without thought of return, because in the giving, the world feels fuller, even if I stand here, a little less than before.”

— Poem by Lyra Wren

[stalgivc]

[nixscriptum]

[stuckinapril]

“what’s your five year plan” bro i wake up every day confused by the fact that i’m even alive

[love-romance-relationships]

[moonchild-2222]

[love-romance-relationships]

[crimsolyn]

i like people who let me be quiet.

[ibeatbulimia]

tart

[road0flife]

[lamb-slaughtered]

[seaphine]

this could be casual but also i will remember the way you looked at me for an unreasonable amount of time.

[thoughtkick]

“Go out and do something. It isn’t your room that’s a prison, it’s yourself.”

— Sylvia Plath

[junkfoodcinemas]

American Psycho (2000) dir. Mary Harron

[literaryvein]

L. V., excerpts from the afterword

[eggsdoodz]

taking each day as it comes…