take me like a vitamin

[odocoileus-esoterica-deactivate]

"You were in my dreams last night" yeah our souls have been clawing through our chests to get to each other since we met but I'm glad you noticed

[mariacallous]

(inspired by x)

[meetmebythelake]

[goosefeathered]

i was sixteen for twenty years

[boykeats]

[ID: the poem “A Girl Ago” by Lucie Brock-Broido. poem text reads:

“No feeding on wisteria. No pitch-burner traipsing In the nettled woods. No milk in metal cylinders, no Buttering. No making small contusions on the page But saying nothing no one has not said before. No milkweed blown across your pony-coat, no burrs. No scent of juniper on your Jacobean mouth. No crush Of ink or injury, no lacerating wish.                                                      Extinguish me from this. I was sixteen for twenty years. By September I will be a ghost And flickering in unison with all the other fireflies in Appalachia, Blinking in the swarm of it, and all at once, above And on a bare branch in a shepherd's sky.    No Dove.                                                       There is no thou to speak of.”

/end poem text

the line “I was sixteen for twenty years. By September I will be a ghost” has been highlighted in yellow.

/end ID]

[cocainejuul]

I think it’s beautiful we’re able to love things to such insane degrees. Being crazy in love is the best feeling actually

[shisasan]

𝚂𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝟷, 𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟿 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝙰𝚗𝚊𝚒̈𝚜 𝙽𝚒𝚗, 𝟷𝟿𝟶𝟹-𝟷𝟿𝟽𝟽

[serializing]

omuk_food on ig

[aaaaaarchive]

22/23

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

“If all goes well, I shall disappear for some time and there will be no way to get hold of me.”

— Hermann Hesse, from a letter to Conrad Haussmann written c. July 1911

[zrxis]

[kelp-hair-selkie-eyes]

“I find myself longing to touch you longing to be near you just as the waves must long to reach their shore and just like the waves with every touch I always come back for more”

— Nicholas A Browne | Prose 16  (via wordsnquotes)

[undopped]

[wildfox]

[sludgewizard666]

if it sucks hit da bricks <- litany against sunk cost

take it easy but take it <- litany against burnout/apathy cycle

fuck it we ball <- litany against perfectionism

now say something beautiful and true <- litany against irony poisoning

[rabbittongue]

[ohcrackohcrack]

Did you know my mum is a witch? When I was little she used to tell me so whenever I questioned her and taught me spells (spells to make sunflower butter from seeds, spells to move dye around silk with grains of salt, spells to repel fruit flies from peach trees) and curses (actual curses to be used only for good -to fuck with the patriarchy on a minor scale) which I use when need be (often). She also taught me important witchy ideas about gender. Unrelated to witchcraft, but also maybe related, she has the ability to communicate with whales and can call them from shorelines and boats and they turn to her and respond. She used to be a punk back in the day, and she’s still pretty much the most punk person I know, hands down.

[exhan]