Querer No Puedo, Mas Que Amarte, Pues Eres La Dicha De Este Corazón Errante, Preciosa Doncella De Presencia

Be kind to what mother nature has given us. Be gentle with animals. Be compassionate to every living being, as we are not all that different, at all.

some words I made.  (via peachyvegans)

if you're a student at all, please take care of yourself. you don't need to compete with your classmates for who slept the least or who drank the most coffee. eat breakfast and go to sleep a little earlier. lay off studying for a night and do something nice for yourself. your body and brain will thank you.

-Rumi

I caught a glimpse of her dark soul and a taste of her poisoned lips ever since then, my soul has been mourning her absence and crying for more

my dark and lone mind

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2004) - Michel Gondry // Tonight I Can Write… - Pablo Neruda // The Worst Person in the World (2021) - Joachim Trier // A Pearl - Mitski // Fleabag (2016-2019)

Matthew Koma - Suitcase

USS Belleau Wood aflame on her aft flight deck following a Japanese kamikaze attack on 30 October 1944.

via reddit

Have you ever heard the story of the glowing planet?

Some thought that it was a wandering star with gigantic craters, that revealed the light at its innermost core.

Others assumed that its shell had cracked and searing lava was making its way across the surface; always flowing, always glowing.

There were scientists that hypothesised about burning gas pits or bioluminesent monsters roaming the planet’s rocky exterior.  

And then there were the poets and the dreamers, who pondered that maybe, just maybe, the planet was at the middle of its own infinitesimal galaxy, drawing in tiny stars and gathering their beauty in fiery clusters.

                               ＊˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆ ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊

But only some of the bravest explorers, brazen enough to get too close, could ever ascertain the truth behind the sparkling planet.

Could see that for all the assumptions of bioluminescence it wasn’t the indwelling creatures that lightened up the vast darkness surrounding them, but that they had caught the lights;

perhaps the radiant sunlight of their solar system itself or maybe the electric currents crackling in their atmosphere.

The explorers bemoaned that these creatures might never know the beauty that their masterpiece had gifted to the universe.

But when the speckled lights reflected in the many eyes of the species passing through the void, the younglings excitedly pointing to the shapes they thought to see in them, or a lost ship was able to resume its route because of this landmark, they knew, the galaxy was richer for it.

      - A love letter to Planet Earth

is there anything more fun than creating something and being able to say “this is how I feel”

Come dwell with me underneath these pink skies, hold my hand, and I will hold your heart.

e.v.e.