Zeee

writing and livin' a little at the same time.

[alex-offrecord]

a fair analogy would be that she's the rain and you're the umbrella, and perhaps that is why the weather is beautiful

[alex-offrecord]

i think i now understand why girls miss their long hair more often than not;

it's like they were acquainted to the cold harsh winter but they loved the idea of monsoons too. but now there was a rainfall and they can't decide what they feel. it's like... anybody would be annoyed if you're both drenched and cold at the same time.

pardon me, but i tried my best here. this is as far as i could get.

[stainsofzeesink]

This is exactly what it feels like 😭

[alex-offrecord]

do you know what poetry is?

Poetry, to me, is the gray sand between "i love you but.." and "...but i love you."

it's the perfect breath between a sigh and a gasp.

[stainsofzeesink]

I like to believe that man was born for love and revolution. And to rebel for your love or love against the revolution - is so near to be divinity

[roundtop]

Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear so immediately that the two of you, on some level, belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you’re in love or creating things together or foxhole buddies or partners in crime. It’s so clear, right off the bat, that this is what you’re supposed to be doing, that this is what you’re for. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest of circumstances, and they help you make a life. I don’t know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but. It definitely makes me believe in something.

[alex-offrecord]

to,

the person who falls in love with me next -

i don't expect you to be the rainbow of my life, but yeah a little sunshine would be nice.

your's only,

a raging storm :)

[mariaudacious]

SCENES FROM ‘POLITIAN’

Let us descend. Believe me I would give,

Freely would give the broad lands of my earldom

To look upon the face hidden by yon lattice—

‘To gaze upon that veiled face, and hear

Once more that silent tongue.’

- Edgar Allan Poe

[thepersonalwords]

““Home isn’t where you’re from, it’s where you find light when all grows dark.” - Pierce Brown ”

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[enamouredpoet-deactivated202205]

[horrifying]

via weheartit

[sentimentalbot]

— Rainer Maria Rilke, tr. by C. F. MacIntyre, from Duino Elegies; “The Second Elegy,”

[quotemadness]

“I’ve seen a lot of beautiful things with a heavy heart.”

— Albert Camus 

[sunsetquotes]

“I think of you so often you have no idea.”

— James Joyce

[coffeeacademia]

i find it so beautiful how we all read the same poetry and miss different people

[thoughtkick]

“You cannot find peace by avoiding life.”

— Virginia Woolf

[lifeinpoetry]

“we try not to drown & close / to floating is the saddest kind of survival”

— — Akilah Oliver, from “another morning, she says,” the she said dialogues: flesh memory

[thepersonalwords]

““You will burn and you will burn out; you will be healed and come back again.” - Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov”

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