excursions

more of the breathing, in breathing we trust more of the beating of hearts in the dusk

[theoptia]

Marie Howe, from Magdalene: Poems; "Magdalene—The Seven Devils"

Text ID: I didn't belong to any- / one. I wouldn't allow myself to / belong / to anyone.

[firstfullmoon]

“Still, I am very lonely… sometimes it shows up like a continent shifting into my chest. I’m so tired of being empty. I turned it inside out and wore it like a glove, smeared it on the walls until my house shouted empty, empty, empty. I didn’t know what to do with it afterward. All I know is that it hurts to be in the spaces between freedom.”

— Akwaeke Emezi, from Freshwater

[onehundredacrewood]

Sometimes I feel like I’m only meant for myself

[chandelyer-deactivated20241003]

“I will go on adventuring, changing, opening my mind & my eyes, refusing to be stamped & stereotyped. The thing is to free one’s self; to let it find its dimensions, not be impeded. Yes, I will be free & entire & absolute & mistress of my life.”

— Virginia Woolf, from a diary entry featured in The Complete Works of Virginia Woolf; Selected Diaries (via oiseauperdu)

[bizarrelovesquare]

unironically love the phrase “but I’m being so brave about it” because truly, like, what other choice do we have in this wretched existence? what a beautiful way to remind yourself to keep going, even if only out of spite

[luxury-aesthetic-deactivated202]

I’m to the point where I don’t care if I become the most boring person on Earth. To just live a peaceful and private life...that’s really all I want.

[theoptia]

Marguerite Duras, from The Lover

Text ID: I've never written, though I thought I wrote, never loved, though I thought I loved, never done anything but wait outside the closed door.

[photos-of-space]

Earth and Moon from Saturn [976x976]

[plumslices]

If we don’t microdose delusion we won’t make it through this reality babe….

[shipsnsails]

[ineternalexile]

incredibly brave of me to get through the days

[tectonicguillotine]

so tired, need to be held n stuff

[theoptia]

Zbigniew Herbert, from The Collected Poems: 1956-1998; “Episode”

Text ID: the two ends of an antique dialogue / —do you love me? / —I love you

[mrystudy]

I refuse to apologize for being soft—let me fall in love with life. let me sing and speak to my house-plants, let me dance in my bedroom with headphones, let me read by my windowsill when it’s pouring outside. let me stroke my friend’s face and say something sappy. let me be unapologetically happy for the little things that make my day better. life’s too short anyway, at least let me love it every step of the way

[coughloop]

*sees any flowing water* tch, maybe this world ain't so bad after all...

[unchildhood]

AZRA TABASSUM (or @5000letters)

from My Heart is Full of Open Windows;

original photos and edit

[somethinginthestatic]

being in your early 20s is crazy bc there’s people who are literally married and people who’ve never even dated and people who are trapped in their childhood bedrooms waiting to get out and people who are trying to live out romanticized dream lives and people who are completely on their own and people with multi tiered support systems and we’re all supposedly peers and none of us think we’re doing it right at all