tacenda

she/her. 20+

[ferociousxdevotion]

looking luscious in Leeds on December 2nd 😍 ~ 📸 londonereli

[worshipgifs]

[rouphicc]

when he says :

he wants kids to "continue his bloodline"

but nizar qabbani wrote :

"Give me a daughter with your stubborn heart, or your even temper. Give our children your dark-bright eyes, or your enchanted smile. So that even when we are gone, the world will find within them all the reasons I loved you."

[louisegluck]

Sylvia Plath, from Three Women: A Poem for Three Voices [ID in alt text]

[feral-ballad]

Bianca Stone, from What Is Otherwise Infinite: Poems; “Mary Magdalene”

[Text ID: “you are too deep inside me. / Wallpapered in my subconscious.”]

[flowerytale]

Louise Glück, from “Stars”, Poems: 1962–2020

[peachyyykat]

kaveh akbar, 'calling a wolf a wolf' // doc luben, 'love letters or suicide notes' // @/nutnoce, tumblr // 'my body's made of crushed little stars', mitski // @/ojibwa, tumblr // 'spring', mary oliver

[derangedrhythms]

Rebecca Perry, Beauty/Beauty; from 'Kintsugi 金継ぎ'

[weltenwellen]

Ruth Awad, from “Let me be a lamb in a world that wants my lion”

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Trista Mateer ,“I Still Forget We’re Not Even Friends”

[julieterbang]

astrailor_jp

[perfectquote]

“I think you are having a different sort of heartbreak. Maybe a kind of heartbreak of being in the world when you don’t know how to be. If that makes any sense?”

— Kathleen Glasgow, Girl in Pieces

[surqrised]

“Everyone who terrifies you is sixty-five percent water. And everyone you love is made of stardust, and I know sometimes you cannot even breathe deeply, and the night sky is no home, and you have cried yourself to sleep enough times that you are down to your last two percent, but nothing is infinite, not even loss. You are made of the sea and the stars, and one day you are going to find yourself again.”

— Finn Butler, From The Wreckage

[love-personal]

[surqrised]

“On earth there is no heaven, but there are pieces of it.”

— Jules Renard

[surqrised]

Stop telling yourself that the grass is greener on the other side, because it’s not. It is greener where you water it. So take control of your life and start watering your own pastures and grow your own greener.

knowanoah (via surqrised)

[surqrised]

“I must learn to love the fool in me - the one who feels too much, talks too much, takes too many chances, wins sometimes and loses often, lacks self-control, loves and hates, hurts and gets hurt, promises and breaks promises, laughs and cries.”

— Theodore Isaac Rubin