wildfleur

[07242024-deactivated20240725]

the cricket outside my window is an angel who sings hymns unknown to me

[lifeinpoetry]

“oh / I want something so beautiful I forget my life.”

— Melissa Stein, from “Aquarium,” Rough Honey

[outcrying]

here’s a tip: don’t yell at me

[theresbloodonyouu]

[picsfromsiberiangirl]

Some Trees Are Still Green.

[sherwoodprincess]

thought I heard you say my name. you call to me on a cold beach & I am all alone. you are not here & you never were & you never will be & you are nothing but the air all around me

[naturalsceneries]

[chloesevignies]

“rodarte monographic” by nan goldin in grey magazine f/w 2012

[exitwound]

I miss when I was a fish. When I was bones. When i was ferns. Sky. Whales. bug. Peace. Occasional brutal death for the sake of the ecosystem. Easy life

[mynowherenothing]

Hello god 1 quastion why does the world escape me

[mynowherenothing]

God called he told me its because I don’t text people back

[fleshbetween-deactivated2018062]

“I wake up at night, and, still half asleep, think I hear the sound of waves, the breathing of waters.”

— Albert Camus, from Lyrical and Critical Essays (via autumnalsonata)

[geopsych]

[sherwoodprincess]

everytime I’m like ‘nothing could ruin today for me’ I go to work & it ruins today for me

[sherwoodprincess]

i’m really just a twig. out on a limb.

[ilurvyer]

Anything Ever happens nd i want 2 fall 2 the ground nd curl up like a pillbug

[fangorn-forest]

i hope all the little ballerinas who live in music boxes are okay. i hope it isn’t too dark in there.

[sherwoodprincess]

99-cent treasures…<3