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writer, baker, candlestick maker 23

[mydeaddaddashdot]

[weltenwellen]

Warsan Shire, from “Backwards”, Bless the Daughter Raised by a Voice in Her Head

[berrytart]

ok we just laughed until our ribs got tired. Now what

[tentacleteapot]

your unreliable narrator fucking bit me

[charl0ttan]

thats not how they told it

[eebie]

did you seriously just let it linger

[khachkars]

The Hunting Kind - Ada Limón

[petaltexturedskies]

Jo March, Little Women (2019) dir. Greta Gerwig

[glowcowboy]

is this a life? i don’t know. i make another cup of coffee. stare at a tree from my balcony. write in my journal. take a hot shower. i call my sister and say nothing of value. she listens anyway. i make another coffee. read a book that gives me bad dreams. pick up my pen to write and put it back down. another flip of the calendar i carry in the center of my chest. i am learning to let my heart open up again

[bakwaaas]

I think you carry the people you’ve loved with you forever, not in a ‘you can never get over them’ way but more like loving them changed you and it meant something and you have to make peace with that

[petaltexturedskies]

19 November. Self-pity, because it is cold, because of everything.

Franz Kafka, The Diaries of Franz Kafka

[justsomeguycore]

the front seat of the car is a type of confessional

[umthatsliam]

A Very Happy Caterpillar 

[ladynephthyss]

“hot girl summer” no dummy it’s anguished woman autumn so are you coming to wander the moors with a lantern and a nightgown in the pouring rain or not because we leave at 8

[weltenwellen]

Devin Kelly, from “All That Wanting, Right?”

[detailedart]

"Elizabeth Barrett Browning from Aurora Leigh, 1856" - x

[p4nishers]

haunting the narrative, handsome?

[llleighsmith]

i love the taste of crunchy salt and vibrant lemon and the freshness of mint, i love the bitter taste of coffee with a hint of sweet oat milk and cinnamon, i love the smell of springtime, the fresh flower blooms and tender seedlings, the burst of colors painting into fields. i love sitting in the warmth of the sun for hours until my body melts. i love the deep breath of a new day where i may continue being. i am so thankful to move and breathe and be and love.