k.

at least (and at last) to live;

[mournfulroses]

Nikolay Punin, from a diary entry featured in The Diaries of Nikolay Punin: 1904 - 1953

[fairydrowning]

– Virginia Woolf, from a Letter to Violet Dickinson written c. January 1909

[TEXT ID: "I appreciate your concern. None of this is your fault. It's me. It's me and my head. / In winter, I collapse." END ID]

[luthienne]

Jennifer S. Cheng, from So We Must Meet Apart

[Text ID: What does it mean to address—to speak to, across a distance. To say, this is where I begin and end in this moment, without expecting anything in return. To send a haphazard envelope of shapes and echoes and tempos. I don’t have any poetry these days. Language is too slack; I lose hold of it. I am either gripping my fingers too tightly or too loosely; I can either hold everything in my hand or nothing at all; the universe is either gathered or it is terrifyingly dispersed.]

[onlinecounsellingcollege]

“Try not to resist the changes that come your way. Instead let life live through you. And do not worry that your life is turning upside down. How do you know that the side you are used to is better than the one to come?”

— Rumi

[freddieardley]

Quantock Forests, Somerset

Photographed by Freddie Ardley | website | instagram

[brightlightsloudnoises]

because it’d never make it to the mailbox

I’ve been sober much of the week because I’ve been painting the walls of my place don’t ask me what one has to do with the other but I guess they do

I walk across the street to the store buy apples and steak

lift a hand to those I kind of know

smile convincingly

bring my small part of the world into theirs

theirs to mine

there’s a church down the block but I don’t go I don’t have anything against it like you think I do no I just take sunday morning the way it comes

look at the birds that are smart enough to make it

and I don’t think you’ve had the same hangovers I’ve had or the wild days nights years like you let on

they would have come out when your guard was down

and I don’ t believe you about your tattoos or your lovers

I’m not new here and I know some of the tricks

I know how to fake my way through a slow dance

or at least hold onto someone as they cry in a bus station

[muresetivoire]

Consider:

You're running, but is it away or to? You're choice

[ex0skeletal-undead]

Paintings by Michael Handt

This artist on Instagram

[jaanjahan]

listen: love as religion

crush by richard siken / false god by taylor swift / sappho / intimacy by angelica alzona / red white and royal blue by casey mcquiston / take me to church by hozier / les misérables by victor hugo / crush by richard siken / miss right by bts / a torch against the night by sabaa tahir

[jazbaaati]

“Someone, somewhere, can you understand me a little, love me a little?”

- Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath.

[sunsetquotes]

“I wanted it so much. I don’t know why I wanted it so much.”

— Ernest Hemingway

[90377]

Mononoke forest, Yakushima island by Casey Yee

[butterflypeaflowertea]

every so often i remember this poem by langston hughes & am inconsolable

[loulola]

[sunsetquotes]

“…you and I knew strange corners of life.”

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

[stavroginas]

James Baldwin, from Jimmy's Blues and Other Poems; "Conundrum (on my birthday) (for Rico)"

[23-san]

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