― Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness Of Being

Poetry is what helps me remember that even in my fragments, I am whole.

Jennifer Huang

Swans in art, x

Romance in the shadows of our daydreams

The moon in Romantic paintings

Jihyun Yun, from Some Are Always Hungry; “The Leaving Season”

[Text ID: “It’s strange / to know this world I loved, / loves me best / dismembered.”]

musings on Spring

— Rainer Maria Rilke, The Selected Poetry of Rainer Maria Rilke | Pablo Neruda (?) | Louise Glück, Vita Nova | Alberto Caeiro, The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro | Vladimir Nabokov, Mary | Etel Adnan, Jebu | Virginia Woolf, A Writer’s Diary | Bangtan Sonyeondan (방탄소년단), 봄날 (Spring Day) | Artwork by Claude Monet

Imagine having someone to love and cherish you? Kiss you when you're least expecting it? Hugging you from behind and putting their head in the crook of your neck? Holding your hand when you're on a walk? Planting soft kisses on your forehead? Whispering sweet nothings in your ear as you're slow dancing in the middle of the night? Asking you how you're really feeling? Cuddling and reading books with you? Buying you new copies if your favorite books? Sending you "this reminded me of you" messages? Actually putting you and your feelings first? What an otherworldly concept!

Getting ready to live my cottagecore lesbian dream after everything 🍂✨