imagine being the first ancient person to realize that the ocean and their tears taste the same. imagine realizing that your sorrow and the waves share a taste. i wouldve gone crazy
“If you’re happy in a dream, does that count?”
— Arundhati Roy, The God of Small Things
yes.
One of the worst feelings has to be when you finish an amazing book and have no one to talk to about it
Classic Texts are those that are considered part of the literary canon. Some examples are Pride and Prejudice, The Great Gatsby or To Kill a Mockingbird.
Classical Texts are texts that originate in classical times from Greece and Rome. Some examples are the Iliad and Odyssey, Antigone, and Plato's and Sophocles's works.
Please, for the love of god, get it right
КАРПАТСЬКА ВЕЧІРНЯ Заплутались хмари в смереках, Влилися туманами в ніч. Ми йдемо високо й далеко Вітрам і стихіям навстріч. Позаду лишилася втома І міст асфальтова тюрма. Мабуть, в нас таки не всі вдома, Бо нас нині вдома нема! Ми знову на стежці ведмежій, Де крешуть з небес ковалі. Вечірню заграву-пожежу Роздмухує Той, що в скалі. Із сонцем і ми одпочинем, А рано в дорогу нам час, Бо сині карпатські вершини Давно вже чекають на нас! К. МІЩЕНКО
i love you green. i love you forests. i love you smell of damp earth. i love you feeling before the storm breaks. i love you moss. i love you rivers. i love you streams. i love you thunderstorms. i love you sunlight shining through leaves.
our souls long to belong, we carry an emptiness with us, and the moment our beloveds fill themselves with us we stop feeling empty, because whatever fulfills them fulfills us as well, since we share the same plate of love. how beautiful that we stop feeling empty when we give our souls away, simply because we are pouring ourselves into the right person
opening tumblr is like stepping into the woods at night and listening to the chaotic screams of wandering spirits
I'll figure it out, but let me panic first -
relatable rn
That feminine urge this, masculine urge that ….
Yeah, okay , cool
But what about the Lunar urge to ritualistically disappear every couple of weeks ?
this.
i hate you booktok i hate you overly organised bookshelves i hate you hard cover supremacists i hate you reading challenges i hate you colleen hoover i hate you people who can only seem to read ya or romance i hate you same style of cover in every modern book i hate you rupi kaur i hate you plain boring prose i hate you buying books just for the "aesthetic" i love you pretentiousness i love you being a snob
“let me take you down, ‘cause i’m going to strawberry fields, nothing is real, and nothing to get hung about, strawberry fields forever”. infj 5w4, deep inside my thoughts but high above the rough world. reader.
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