This is my oc Emma wearing a dark academia outfit.She docent have a brown stipe in her hair but I thought it would look good I also posted this in my ig irisghosty
It looks like you’re the one i’ve been waiting for
Shooting stars, tarot cards
dreaming of dance floors—
I ought to hold your hand
I’ll spill my guts out everywhere
And meet you half past 12
In the ether where our love grows beyond nowhere
Incomprehensible, incomparable
The shift of the world felt within my core
Rattling my very own flesh and bones
Your gravity pulls me in
My one and only, my anchor
I believe in God when you touch my skin
“How many times have people used a pen or a paintbrush because they couldn’t pull the trigger?”
- Virginia Wolf, Selected Essays
School’s about to start in two days, does anyone have any tips for taking notes?
“Behind every exquisite thing that existed, there was something tragic.”
- Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray
“You are worthy of concern, of happiness, of love.”
~ from one bored but stressed student to another
when u read a book that hits so different before bed and then turn off ur light n stare into space going ??how??? will??? i go on??? with?? my life??
One Day
We will meet one day
Under the starry light
In a field full of blooming wildflowers
Surrounded by legends and fairies
Me, in a fiery gown
You, in a crisp tuxedo
Both yearn to be found by each other
Eyes wandering surreptitiously in the crowd
To get just a glimpse, maybe
Or maybe to touch and feel that you’re real and alive
To feel the essence of your skin
Will it be warm?
Like sultry winter sunlight
Will it be cold?
Like summery ice
Though it deems unattainable
Feels like the end of the world
In between the impossibles
We will find each other one day
- Shireen
Life, as we know it, is an unresolved
mystery,
An unnerving puzzle,
We spend our lives unravelling it,
But still unable to get the gist of it,
Though sometimes, at some stage,
We may think that everything is under our control,
Everything feels calm, collected and
content,
But that's the moment when life shows its true face,
It is the point when life throws its dice and turns everything upside down,
In a matter of moments, we lose everything,
Now, everything becomes disorganised, disgruntled, and dishevelled,
Things started to change, turning into
incomprehensible circumstances,
And with time, we do get to understand the mystery,
Not much, but enough to survive while alive,
For how long? No one knows,
All we know is that it's better to try live as much as we can,
Until we are here,
Until we all turn into ash & bone, buried deep down into the mysteries of what life is.
- Shireen
No matter what people have promised to you,
No matter how they have treated you,
Remember that, at the end of the day,
It will always be you collecting your broken pieces and making them afresh and workable
No one is coming to help, but only YOU will!
@shireentapestry
I feel homesick,
It's not the first time this feeling is engulfing me,
Drenching my soul with the same whirlwind of emotional turmoil,
I am tired,
Exhausted, in the process of discovering a place called home,
Where I can be happy and at peace,
A place, that holds a promise of delight,
Where I can be wild and free,
I feel this home is out there in the wilderness,
Calling me,
But it's elusive,
It feels like I am chasing the beloved moon,
I know it is there in front,
Ready to be touched and felt,
But still far far from reach,
No matter how close I get to it,
It slipped from my hand,
Like sand in a desert,
I can't hold it,
It's sinking away into oblivion,
And I start feeling homesick, again.
- Shireen
@shireentapestry
If I could fly,
I would fly to the mountains,
To taste the charm of peace and serenity,
To know how people feel,
When they are climbing to the highest point,
I heard that the mountains sing,
I would love to listen to those songs,
And dance in tranquillity ❤️
- Shireen
@shireentapestry
I am hopelessly in love with a memory.
An echo from another time,
Another place❤️
-Michael Faudet
@shireentapestry
Credits to the respective owner✌️🏾
How can we disregard the magnificence of messy handwritten letters,
The attractiveness of bouquets of handpicked flowers wrapped in a newspaper,
The magic of stargazing in the night, lying somewhere in the park,
The mystery in roaming around in the museum, admiring the out-of-the-world art, finding something new in overlooked pieces,
The admiration to hold onto something nostalgic & wretched,
The tragic history of forlorn love,
The tale of forgotten people,
The art of letting things go that shatter the soul for so long,
To wait eagerly for the long-lost passion,
To have everything all at once,
To be the old soul without the care in the world,
To live peacefully for once in life…
@shireentapestry
bigoldbrownbaby
I'm not sure how he can be so nonchalant about it. How he can go either way. I worry that with either way, there is desire there already that hasn't been faced or nurtured so it sits at "just in case it happens", never growing into "i want it to happen."
Accepting what things are and condoning them are two very different things and can be true with or without each other.
Why is it okay for you to hurt me but not okay for me to hurt myself.
I am not the kind of person people fall in love and stay in love with.
All I ever wanted was to love and be loved entirely, completely, and hopelessly.
And quiet honestly, I don't think I could ever be.
'It was in my temperament to avoid crowds and fervently attach myself to just one or two people.'
~Mary Shelley
"I've decided that my goal in life is no longer love. I choose myself. That way I won't be disappointed."
~Anne with an e
'YOU DON'T WANT TO DIE,
YOU WANT TO KILL THE THINGS INSIDE.'