[poems-and-word]

“Words, I think, are such unpredictable creatures. No gun, no sword, no army or king will ever be more powerful than a sentence. Swords may cut and kill, but words will stab and stay, burying themselves in our bones to become corpses we carry into the future, all the time digging and failing to rip their skeletons from our flesh.”

— Tahereh Mafi, Shatter Me (via books-n-quotes)

[poems-and-word]

“My heart wants to come home…I wish I was beside you.”

— 5 Seconds of Summer, Beside You (via music-and-quotes)

[itstimetogo]

[tansdiary]

so there’s this boy, And the way he laughs makes me smile, And the way he talks gives me butterflies, And everything about him makes me happy

[ambermaitrejean]

[booksquotelife]

[poems-and-word]

“To tell someone not to be emotional is to tell them to be dead.”

— Jeanette Winterson, Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal? (via books-n-quotes)

[poems-and-word]

“There are few people whom I really love, and still fewer of whom I think well. The more I see of the world, the more am I dissatisfied with it; and every day confirms my belief of the inconsistency of all human characters, and of the little dependence that can be placed on the appearance of merit or sense.”

— Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice (via books-n-quotes)

[poems-and-word]

[acidholic]

get lost in space with me

[poems-and-word]

[poems-and-word]

“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life…You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”

— Neil Gaiman, The Sandman (via books-n-quotes)

[radicalanarchism]

“Some things are in our control and others not. Things in our control are opinion, pursuit, desire, aversion, and, in a word, whatever are our own actions. Things not in our control are body, property, reputation, command, and, in one word, whatever are not our own actions.”

— Epictetus

[drowsyspace]

[loudbpdxoxo-deactivated20240909]

[hplyrikz]

Clear your mind here

[hplyrikz]

I can relate to this

[kylogue]