[pollen]

Kaveh Akbar, from "wild pear tree"

[melophobia2013]

[ID:

it's been January for months in both directions

/end ID]

[weltenwellen]

Andrea Gibson, Lord of the Butterflies

[count-omer]

ID: what i want most is to live the rest of my life desperately wanting to live it

[rennuisance]

this is so personal to me in ways no one will ever understand

[firstfullmoon]

I made it through April, May, June; it seemed I had outsmarted grief but pulled the hanged man card repeatedly—the self-same sorrow said a different way.

— Maya C. Popa, from “Signal”

[dlwrish]

[firstfullmoon]

happy my mother said I could be anything I wanted but I chose to live monday

[firstfullmoon]

happy the days I don’t want to kill myself are extraordinary tuesday

[firstfullmoon]

happy walking home for a moment you almost believe you could start again and an intense love rushes to your heart and hope it’s unendurable unendurable wednesday

[firstfullmoon]

happy the thing is to love life to love it even when you have no stomach for it thursday

[firstfullmoon]

happy for years I have been on duty in this my body and this its mind and no one has told me when relief might arrive but I think it will come all at once by the hundreds friday

[firstfullmoon]

happy sometimes I really believe it that I am going to save my life a little saturday

[firstfullmoon]

happy sit down inhale exhale the gun will wait the lake will wait the tall gall in the small seductive vial will wait will wait will wait a week will wait through april you do not have to die this certain day sunday

[bluevelvetdelrey]

kisses x

[iliveinabighouseonahill]

from my blog to history 🩷🎀

[rennuisance]

the relapsing from depression hole is real cause im here at tumblr again i guess hello y’all?

[proustiansleep]

“At times, she feels weighted down by the quantity of her learning. Her body is young and her thinking is old. In her diary she writes that she feels “hypersaturated with all-purpose ideas and theories”, that she is “looking for another language” and “longs to return to an original purity”. She dreams of writing in a language noone knows. Words are “little embroidery stitches around a tablecloth of night”. Other sentences contradict this lassitude: “I am a will and a desire”. She does not say for what.”

— Annie Ernaux, The Years 

[kleioned]

wrote this poem four years ago as part of a sequence i never got to finish.

[anitapallenberg]

Jacquot de Nantes (Agnès Varda, 1991)

[rennuisance]

the way agnes varda described jacques demy <3

[rennuisance]

senior year in sociology and hadn't regret any ounce of it but there are stills days where i think of what would happen to me if i choose creative writing.

[rennuisance]

some highlights from my central visayas tour (while being down to the last weeks of this academic year)

[rennuisance]

hate this constant feeling of getting your heart empty everytime 02/14 approaches bcs it's literally his birthday gawd i'm stuck on the same situation as i was two years ago aka it does not heal; when will it heal?

[distantvoices]

By Sami Oliver Nakari For Latest Magazine December 2021

[whitecircusbird]

Laurence Anyways, dir. Xavier Dolan, 2012

[rennuisance]

love, in general, is a weird and isolated concept for me but this film taught me about it in different levels— that love and acceptance are two sides of the same coin that we will forever be learning to embrace.

[seaoflove]

bell hooks, from all about love

[rennuisance]

rest in power, bell hooks.