QuietMetaphor

Attemping to bloom where I have been planted.

[tabipalette]

via gentle.earth

[a-quiet-green-agreement]

She was tired a lot, as if she was living not one life but two: her own, and another, shadowy life that hovered around her and would not let itself be realized—

– Margaret Atwood, from “Death by Landscape,” Wilderness Tips: Stories (Anchor Books, 1998)

[lilyandere]

Franz Kafka - Letters to Milena

[studentlifeproblems]

[shamaliyaa]

a heart deeper than the ocean

[linkinmoon]

Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

[octoberbrunette]

[llleighsmith]

i think if you wanna be loved you cannot shut yourself off to every person trying to know you. you have to open your heart like a little doorway and invite them in thru effort and little offerings of connection

[sweet-cynical-deactivated202212]

[spacewonder19]

Rolling waves of Vela by Blue(x)

[feral-ballad]

Adrienne Rich, from Diving into the Wreck; “Merced”

[kingsanda]

[katiewohou]

[love-notes-to-survivors]

Yall this whole being alive thing is stressing me out

[neaarty]

[quietmetaphor]

I wish someone out there genuinely enjoyed the person I am and wanted to be around me in the way I feel I do for others.

I feel so isolated.

[1gmoney]

I feel your energy before I hear your words