[earthanthem]

(via Pin on Pear Tree Cottage)

[aaaangel444]

[forkeepsblog]

Could I just say something real quick? 

It’s all coming. Whatever you’re starving for, whatever that ache is that stings your bones, it’s coming. The love, the happiness, the adventures, and the creativity that you are seeking, it is all coming for you. Here’s the thing, don’t let your right now get away. The things you find mundane, keep them. Store them in the pocket of your favorite coat like found pennies. They aren’t futile. Do not let them cause you to feel empty and hollow. They are going to be worthwhile. Keep the hunger for what is coming, but please, keep a tight grip on these little ordinary moments that are happening right now, because they – these tiny pieces of this ordinary affair you find yourself in – are the foundation to your extraordinary. And I promise you, if you begin to recognize your right now, you’ll see your extraordinary coming.  

[achillesinhighheels]

[thecoldmountain13-deactivated20]

[feral-ballad]

Kate Baer, from What Kind of Woman: Poems; “To take back a life”

[Text ID: “the hunger to be held, to be wanted, to / be called from the streets like the family / dog. You are not a good girl. You are not / somebody’s otherness.”]

[weltenwellen]

Alex Dimitrov, from "Love“

[zielenadel]

Kate Breakey . Small Deaths (Woodpecker)

[angelbabby44]

credit @belairsilkandlinen

[louisegluck]

Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals

[moishe-pipick]

[thebookquotes]

“I felt utterly alone, like I was the last person alive on Earth. I can’t describe that feeling of total loneliness. I just wanted to disappear into thin air and not think about anything.”

— Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore

[weltenwellen]

E.E. Cummings, Complete Poems, 1904-1962

[stantler]

Black Friday is such a joke nowadays. “Don’t miss out on 30% off” don’t piss me the fuck off. People used to hit each other over the head for a microwave that’s how low the prices were. People literally died. We used to be a country

[feral-ballad]

Susan Abulhawa, from Against the Loveless World: A Novel

[Text ID: “I knew that, despite everything, I was loved. I was loved hard. At once and forever against the loveless world.”]

[ololygas]

meditations in an emergency, cameron awkward-rich

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will it be like this forever