RMH
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Jules of Nature

blake kathryn
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
taylor price
Three Goblin Art
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
Claire Keane

#extradirty

Andulka

Origami Around
Misplaced Lens Cap
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ

tannertan36

Kaledo Art

PR's Tumblrdome
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@shadessoul
Claire C. Holland, from I Am Not Your Final Girl: Poems; “Ginger”
[Text ID: “I got cursed, in every way a / woman can. / You kill yourself, over and over, / to be different.”]
— Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals Of Sylvia Plath
[text ID: And so it seems I must always write you letters that I can never send.]
Blythe Baird, from If My Body Could Speak; “Concerns from a hot-boxed jeep”
[Text ID: “How do I stop / carrying everything / that had ever / happened to me?”]
― Salma Deera, Letters From Medea
[text ID: The centre of every poem is this: / I have loved you. / I have had to deal with that.]
“Sorry i can’t go out with you i am depressed again”.
Ma non ti manco proprio?
“Give me your mornings, give me your sun and when it sets, give me your dark nights too cause I’m ready for anything from you.”
— Reema Tabra
Being ephemeral scares me because it dulls my feelings and makes me wander in madness. Art by AnastasiaTrusova linktree
Beato chi amando è stato amato
Lo so che è finita, davvero.
Non so se è finita davvero.
Non so quello che mi hai fatto ma non va più via.