𓇼 ⋆.˚ 𓆉 𓆝 𓆡⋆.˚ 𓇼

earth is just too loud, i wish i could go to the moon. (don't even bother talking to me tbh) everyone leaves eventually & i'm not interested.

[sadasspisces]

☀️ the sad pisces girl with the fish tattoo

[literaryvein]

L. V., writing on water

[amywinehousequeen]

[roua-poemului]

“In the graveyard of the sea there is nothing but eternity.”

— Albert Camus, “Mediterranean”; in Youthful Writings.

[roguechefs]

Things I’ll make for our dates

[roua-poemului]

“My brains hums with scraps of poetry and madness.”

— Virginia Woolf, ‘Selected Letters’

[76seven]

[toriaelise]

a simple “hey just thinking about you” means so much

[icespicebooty]

kill your fucking ego and text me

[roua-poemului]

“The moon is revealing itself like a pearl to my equally naked heart.”

— Frank O’Hara, from The Selected Poems of Frank O’Hara; “Avenue A,”

[terrorignitis]

Jean-Paul Sartre, Intimacy

[jess-th]

It ain't your touch I am craving but your soul. The way you speak, when you are excited. The way you smile when you look at something you admire. The way you explain your thoughts and feelings when you try to make someone understand you. The way you laugh when you are happy.

[mynorthernattitude]

sorry, i can't come my clothes look fcking stupid on me

[champagnemamidiaries]

The attention wasn't addictive. The connection was.

[roua-poemului]

“you are not my cure, nobody has that power…”

— Margaret Atwood, from Is / Not in “Selected Poems I: 1965-1975”

[roua-poemului]

“I’m only poetry, soul, nothing else.”

— Vladimir Mayakovsky (Russian, 1893-1930)

[sadasspisces]

Imagine being loved the way you love...