Eshal

❤freenbeck❤

[wdarlingyap]

"But I don't like the ending/the character/the plot point. I would have done it differently."

Yes. Good. Go get a pen. This is where it begins.

[countrygypsywt]

[girlfictions]

Maggie Smith

[thoughtkick]

“My alone feels so good. I’ll only have you if you’re sweeter than my solitude.”

— Warsan Shire

[thoughtkick]

“don’t think. it complicates things. just feel and if it feels like home then follow it’s path”

— r.m Drake

[skylark-234]

[schuylerpeck]

taking stock of the summer. ☀️

schuylerpeck / instagram: hiitssky

[floralpoeticss]

August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.

(excerpted from Sylvia Plath's Unabridged Journals)

[thekashishverse]

Its only july, but the air already sounds like “you were never mine, nevermind.”

[wordedarchive]

there is june and then it'll be july. august will pass by in a whisper but september will take it's time.

khush bakht via wordedarchive

[floralpoeticss]

Some days in late August at home are like this, the air thin and eager like this, with something in it sad and nostalgic and familiar...

William Faulkner, from The Sound and the Fury (Harrison Smith, 1929)

[skylark-234]

[floralpoeticss]

(Do you remember the look of August?)

– Federico García Lorca, from "Echo," Songs (Humanities Press, 1976)

[shisasan]

Will your saddening dreams remind you How I loved you tenderly?

21 August, 1905 Aleksandr Blok (1880-1921), Selected Poems

[wordedarchive]

We lose June. We lose July. In August, we look in mirrors and want to die.

Kim Addonizio via wordedarchive

[skylark-234]

[nomorechoirs]

fr. “Let July be July” by Morgan Harper Nichols