[gcgazette]

[marimopet]

[luthienne]

Mahmoud Darwish, from Memory for Forgetfulness: August, Beirut, 1982 (tr. Ibrahim Muhawi)

[mournfulroses]

Virginia Woolf, from a diary featured in “The Diary of Virginia Woolf: Volume II,”

[heavensghost]

Patrick Ness

[gnossienne]

Christa Wolf, Cassandra: A Novel and Four Essays

[soracities]

Walt Whitman, ‘Song of Myself’, Leaves of Grass

[Text ID: “Do I contradict myself? Very well then….I contradict myself; I am large….I contain multitudes.”]

[weltenwellen]

Tony Hoagland, In an Interview by Ariel Francisco 

[cute-animals-only]

[tracesdelire]

“Elle considère sa vie avec un mélange d'agacement et de perplexité qui la paralyse.”

— Jérôme Ferrari, Un dieu un animal

[dark-academia-in-russia]

[a-quiet-green-agreement]

She watches the afternoon light on the wall and it makes her feel warm and electric, like she wants something to happen.

– Madison Smartt Bell, from “Monkey Park,” Zero db and Other Stories (Penguin, 1988)

[moon1ike]

Exist slowly, softly like the trees

Ada Limón, Mowing // Shaun Tan, The Blue Cow // Shaun Tan, A Temple for Cows //Czesław Miłosz, Notes // Jean Paul Sartre, Nausea

[malnedott]

sunset 🌅

[vampireapologist-archive-deacti]

sometimes there’s a big hole in your soul and that’s just the way it is and you have to fill it up with songs you love and people who make you feel better and towels in your favorite color and socks that feel just right on your feet and even then sometimes part of you will leak out and other times it’ll all gush at once and you’ll feel like you’re fighting a losing battle but the fact is every time you flood you just pick up the pieces of all the little good things around you and start laying the bricks over again and yeah it’s too bad there’s got to be a hole in the first place but that’s life sometimes you babble and ebb and flow and burst but your soul is part of what keeps the world alive and it’s really just amazing you’re here so don’t worry that the sadness never fully goes away I’m just really glad we exist. the world is full of everyone and I’m happy that includes us.

[krasna-devica]

Yakutsk, Russia

[forestcwhore]

𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒍𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒉 🍞