[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

Mahmoud Darwish, from Almond Blossoms and Beyond; “Like A Smaill Café,”

[hype]

hype

[quiupi]

Björk’s Big time Sensuality japanese single

[sugaa]

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[soracities]

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

[Text ID: “This is the touch of my lips to yours… this is murmur of yearning,”]

[resampled]

[parasoli]

cassey chanel by geoff bell.

[maximura]

[luthienne]

my hands are parched / but I touch everything.

Maria Laina, Rose Fear; “The Aunt’s Story” (tr. Sarah McCann)

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“What can you know about a person? They shift in the light. You can’t light up all sides at once. Add a second light and you get a second darkness”

— Richard Siken, from “Portrait of Fryderyk in Shifting Light” in War of the Foxes  (via somnoroasa)

[woundeads]

Selling 2 Floor tickets for ATEEZ

Section E row 15, they’re not VIP, I’m only selling them if it’s BOTH, I’m selling them for $250 but I can negotiate a price I paid $180 for each ticket BEFORE fees

[soracities]

“In Vietnamese, the word for missing someone and remembering them is the same: nhớ. Sometimes, when you ask me over the phone, Con nhớ mẹ không? I flinch, thinking you meant, Do you remember me?

I miss you more than I remember you.”

Ocean Vuong, On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous: A Novel

[208-archive]

vous me voyez

[madeofwhitebone]

"I want to touch real things, real people"

[wholeheartedsuggestions]

relapses and setbacks happen. they will not be the end of you. don’t let them be.

[jorjasource]

Jorja’s Instagram Story (July 5, 2019)