Latest Posts by spilloverlove - Page 9
nothing is more therapeutic than waking up at 4am to take a stroll and admire a sleeping city
something deeply intimate about being outside early in the morning all alone and seeing the world as she is
love is insane you feel like you're always subtly asking "do you still love me even though i'm flawed" and the answer just keeps being yes
sometimes we forget how vast life is. how many people we have yet to meet. how many places we still have to see. how many smiles, how many compliments, how many whispered affections, how many hugs. sunsets and coffees. flowers and books. waiting for you. don’t worry, you’ll be there soon.
Congratulations to the couple people on my dash who recently got vaccinated despite needle phobias. You did an important thing to protect yourself and others even though it’s scary for you, and I think that’s pretty awesome. 💜👍🏽
I know this will bother unhealed adults, but the real world, more often than not, does give you second chances and do overs. Very rarely are things set in stone. And people, especially young people, deserve to know that. Because lording the idea that they can never mess up, even once, does a lot more damage than good.
tender love
thomas merton // “eurydice” sarah ruhl // ernest hemingway // anis mojgani “in the pockets of small gods” // lemony snicket // franz kafka “the castle” // @fridayiminlovemp3 (mitski “strawberry blonde”) // mitski “pink in the night” // khalil gibran // gustave flaubert from a letter to george sand, 1876 // danez smith “acknowledgments” // “love freely” E.C. @desultory-suggestions
“...some girls are full
of heartache and poetry
and those are the kind of girls
who try to save wolves instead of
running away from them...”
-Nikita Gill
I think of you so often and unintentionally, it’s as natural as breathing at this point
fuck texting and expensive dinner dates. i just wanna run around in flower fields and kiss in the rain
the mood is missing art museums and brown sugar boba :(
I miss walking through museums and going to get iced coffee afterwards, mind full of centuries of history.
the craziest thing about books is you can pick one up and remember exactly where you read and what you felt like when you read it. maybe it was a summer afternoon and you were sad, maybe it was a school night and you were up much too late and already feeling the next morning’s regret, maybe you read the book right after a fight with your mom and you were angry. and a book brings all those emotions and memories back, even if you don’t remember the story the book actually holds. don’t tell me literature isn’t magic 🪄
“Having a soft heart in a cruel world is courage, not weakness.”
— Katherine Henson
When you’re depressed, you grasp on to anything that can get you through the day. That’s what depression is, not sadness or tears. It’s the overwhelming sense of numbness and the desire for anything that can help you make it from one day to the next.
www.coolnsmart.com (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
You need someone that loves your soul more than your body
Unknown (via thoughtkick)
i just want to lay on your chest, listen to your heartbeat and feel your kisses on my forehead
-takethisride
"And now that you don't have to be perfect, you can be good."
—John Steinbeck, East of Eden
Two souls don’t find each other by simple accident.
Jorge Luis Borges (via qvotable)
Is there a poem/poems that mentions a specific type of flower? Like gor dxample “carnations” I was at a flower shop and that came to my mind
there are TONS of them! and here is only a small selection of some i remember but there are probably hundreds more
Louise Glück has written many: “The White Lilies” “Blue Rotunda” “The Wild Iris” “The Silver Lily” “Trillium” “The Red Poppy” “Hyacinth”
Mary Oliver too ♡ “The Sunflowers” “Peonies” “Poppies” “The Roses” “Daisies” “Roses, Late Summer” “When the Roses Speak, I Pay Attention” “Violets” “Blue Iris”
“Tulips” by Sylvia Plath
“Cherry Blossoms” by Toi Derricotte
“White Clover” by Marvin Bell
“Orchids Are Sprouting From the Floorboards” by Kaveh Akbar
“To Describe an Almond Blossom” by Mahmoud Darwish