terrainvague

Spanxieghetti worry party

[thunderstruck9]

Sky Glabush (Canadian, 1970), Night Dance, 2022. Oil and sand on canvas, 96 x 72 1/4 in.

[fravery]

Blue Birch Marsh, 2024 by Jef Bourgeau.

[anxeious]

[catchymemes]

[sakurabreeze]

Mark Adams, (American, 1925-2006), California Poppies, 1981

[anxietyproblem]

[rosechata]

pastel prairies

[pashto-literature]

زما په سترګو څه بله شوې ده

Zama pa stargo sa bala shave da?

What spells have you casted on my eyes?

که تا ته نه ګورمه ، تا ګوري

Ka ta ta na gorama, ta gori.

When not looking at you, they always search for you.

[aidashakur]

a heart that always understands also gets tired

[eflatminorseven]

thinking about edvard munch's "The Sun" (1911)

like yeah thats how it feels. thats what it feels like to exist sometimes. he gets it

[weltenwellen]

Natalie Díaz, from “Isn't the Air Also a Body, Moving?”, Postcolonial Love Poem

[soulmvtes]

i am full of love and will find beauty in everything and no one can ever take that away from me

[arsvitaest-deactivated20260111]

Ernst Ludwig Kirchner, Forest Interior, oil on canvas

[sweet-fig]

when brene brown said “vulnerability is the path back to each other” and bell hooks wrote “cynicism is the great mask of the disappointed and betrayed heart” and amir levine wrote “if you want to take the road to independence and happiness, find the right person to depend on and travel down it with that person” and thich nhat hanh said “you cannot resist loving another person when you really understand them” and barbara l fredrickson wrote “your past moments of love and connection make you lastingly wiser”

basically that to be loved is to be seen, that vulnerability is the key to a joyful life, and that cynicism refrains us from the beautiful impact of intimacy

[ceemetery]

Miranda July, It Chooses You / Holly Warbuton @holly-warbs / Love Me More, Mitski

[pashto-literature]

بې د مينې مي هیڅ حال ده صورت نشته

My body without Love has no essence or charm,

لکه بې مال و مکان تش دوکان یم

Like a shop, with nothing to sell.

[tesho-travels]

Stories in which you leave the place you love and never return are heartbreaking, but what’s truly devastating are the stories in which you do come back and realize it was never possible to return to the place you loved in the first place