I'm in need of something. I'm not sure exactly what it is. But there's a craving for it—a need to experience what it could bring. There's a desire for it. It's so close but still so far away. I can feel it. I can sense it. I can hear it. I'm just not sure of its name. It is everything I need in the moment and everything I want in the future. It is everything I could ask for, but none of the things I thought were vital. I changed from being in its presence to just wanting to be engulfed by it entirely. It doesn't make sense to most, but to me, I finally understand. A healthy love will scare you, have you run for the hills, and leave you to examine yourself before figuring out your need to return. This is an experience worth losing yourself and your pride for. I'm just happy to learn that without complications and repercussions.
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we danced all night: a social history of britain between the wars || a 1920s quackbur web weave
1 // I Have Mixed Feelings About New York / How to run from the mess you made - Johann Deckmann / Atlantis—A Lost Sonnet - Eaven Boland / Decadence, Sleaze, and Excess - Jefferey West / Anaesthetic - Vinegar and Brown Paper / Shitty Horoscopes Vol. IX: The Body and The Wreckage - Amrit Brar / What Survived patch - Amrit Brar / Trash Blessings - businessfish / Aftermath of a Quarrel Between Gangsters - Dean Cornwell / cyani07 / Fever Dream - Dappermouth / You Are A Victim of the Rules You Live By - Jenny Holzer, via poeticsuggestions / live weird die weirder - Amrit Brar / Seven Deadly Sins - grorges
2 // incaseart / Poems From an Email Exchange - Hanif Abdurraquib / A Crazy Night in the Museum - Shira Barzilay / Psychopathia Sexualis - Richard von Krafft-Ebing / I Am A Member Of An Immoral Subculture / konkonnsfw / Trash Blessings - businessfish / asofterworld 830 / Creophagy - Angelica Alzona / sense and moderation - normal-horoscopes / The Sunday Post 1922 / The Sunday Sentinel 1929 / Aberdeen Press and Journal 1928 / Hull Daily Mail 1934 / Dundee Evening Telegraph 1913 / Nottingham Evening Post 1934 / Western Morning News 1928
3 // Peaches - libbyframe / Shitty Horoscopes Vol. VIII: Medicine - Amrit Brar / asofterworld 854 / The Sun - Edvard Munch / Marquees - Jenny Holzer / Trash Blessings - businessfish / Shitty Horoscopes Vol. XI: Illuminate - Amrit Brar / cyani07 / ka (marukogedago) / Heaven Will Be Mine / List of things I would do if I wasn't afraid - Johann Deckmann / Inspiration - Amrit Brar / The Lovers - The Marigold Tarot / Nothing is beyond repair - Vinegar and Brown Paper / noxious-fennec / The Pictoral Plan of London, 1923 - Geographica
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I realised that if we didn’t end together, it was our own choice . Not anyone’s fault or mistake nor was it fate....It’s just that you didn’t choose me over some things in your life, that mattered to you more. That’s understandable & I respect you for that.
~what I should have said
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scotch mist
i catch a glimpse
of a parallel existence
where i am with you
who are gentle kindle
all softness
sans sharp edges
i’m no longer folding
and molding
and wrapping around lovers
made of stained glass
the beauty is shattering
into pure and absolute comprehension
a tandem rhythm of two whole melodies
high and low melding into ascension
and i at once feel i am
wholly seen
and holy loved
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this is inspired by @poeticsuggestions cow gfs :)
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where do you learn to forget
Adele, Someone Like You
Joan Tierney, Vacancy
@then-fate-fell-short
Evan Knoll, Blood Makes the Blade Holy
@poeticsuggestions (x)
Jorge Ignacio Cortiñas, Apogee (no. 7)
Margaret Atwood, A Visit
A. E. Housman, Because I Liked You Better
David Bottoms, Black Horses
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2004), dir. Michel Gondry
Pablo Neruda, Tonight I Can Write The Saddest Lines
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Based off of this post by @poeticsuggestion
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I remember being told I must arrive at my sacred space. Only I will know when and where I am supposed to be. That those I meet along my journey there will teach me great things. That my only mission is to become who I'm supposed to be. I was born for this mission. With love, I was nurtured on this path. I've had many firsts here. I've taken many wins and losses. Ten years ago, I learned how to walk into rooms confidently. Smile on my face, head up, shoulder back, walking confidently in my stride. Twenty years ago, I learned how to capture the hearts of those I encountered. Allowing honesty to set my pace, having a mix of kindness escape my lips, and open intellect to express my thoughts while positive vibrations set my vibe. Thirty years ago, I learned how to embrace and release all that I experienced. Operating in divine feminine nature, intuned with my emotions, led by a God's spirit, and blessed with ancient wisdom and intuition - I became human. And I'm beyond delighted to continue learning in this place...This beautiful place.
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1. Stone Butch Blues, Leslie Feinberg 2. poeticsuggestions 3. A little life, Hanya Yanagihara
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anyway... i want to be as beautiful as the moon but surrounded by less of the darkness
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Life is like that sometimes. You don’t get what you deserve, you get what you need. So keep, hustling.
~hustle
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