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“girl talking god, like she means what she says, like she’s not speaking in salt." ig: @dantoinettefoy

[imsayak]

People aren't homes, they never will be. People are rivers, always changing, forever flowing. They will disappear with everything you put inside them.

~ Nikita Gill

[noorshirazie]

“His name only adds salt to these open wounds.”

— Noor Shirazie, Into the Wildfire: Mourning Departures

[seaymph]

“your eyes(frailer than most deep dreams are frail)”

— e. e. cummings, excerpt of If I Have Made (via henrydear)

[oofpoetry]

“How fragile we are, between the few good moments.”

— Jane Hirshfield, from “Vinegar and Oil”

[stretchedlungs]

live with a heart

as open as the ocean.

& as terrifying,

uncontrollable,

and alive

as its tide can be.

D. Antoinette Foy

[basdos]

[stretchedlungs]

When our mouths meet, you breathe poetry into my lungs and an entire universe exhales from my lips.

D. Antoinette Foy

[stretchedlungs]

I swear, I will stand in the middle of a hurricane just to kiss your sky that holds a million more stars than storms.

D. Antoinette Foy

[alaskaisnothere]

Oh baby girl, You are not the daughter of the moon nor you have gems set in your eyes. You are simply you, which is more than enough more than what other people have.

giulswrites (via giulswrites)

[stretchedlungs]

I shed my skin down to the bone, and found constellations in the cracks. Rattled the hive of my heart, and watched the honey pour out.

D. Antoinette Foy

[wordsnquotes]

Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence.

Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Manon Ballerina (via wordsnquotes)

[stretchedlungs]

I plucked fear out of the chaos, and hurled it at the stars.

D. Antoinette Foy

[fyp-philosophy]

First, he is terribly afraid of dying because he hasn’t yet lived.

Franz Kafka, The Metamorphosis (via fyp-philosophy)

[onlinecounsellingcollege]

All of us fight hidden, silent battles against not being good enough, not having enough and not belonging enough.

Brené Brown (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

[1878s-deactivated20171004]

I went into the woods because I wanted to live deliberately. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life to put to rout all that was not life; and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.

[stretchedlungs]

I heard the flat-line dial tone sounding through the walls we’ve put up between us, and for a moment, I pretended like you were calling me.

D. Antoinette Foy

[latelycravingmore]

I don’t chase people anymore. I learned that I’m here, and I’m important. I’m not going to run after people to prove that I matter.

(via bl-ossomed)