Bienvenue, See the World

The Library

[zagrebinaa]

[poeticpicturism]

[hirpinia]

[brilandsupperclub]

[overclassy]

[her-stars]

you ever look at a girl n think how the fuck are you that pretty

[dr-arizonatorres]

[ashstfu]

i don’t think people understand how much of life is grief. not just people dying, but losing the version of yourself you thought you’d become. grieving the city you had to leave. the friends you lost not in argument, but in silence. the summer that will never come back. the feeling that maybe you peaked at 12 when you were reading books under the covers and believing in forever

[mournfulroses]

Trista Mateer, from a poem featured in her collection titled The Dogs I Have Kissed

[saintmarc]

[haageer]

[sweatermuppet]

i understand its chronic pain but every day seems a bit excessive

[estrellah]

x

[lustingupon]

[lustingupon]

[feral-ballad]

Margartia Karapanou, tr. by Karen Emmerich, from Rien ne va plus

[Text ID: “—I need days when I can be alone, to think, to daydream.”]

[sassydw]