What Do You Do, When You Don't Feel Your Soul In Your Body? You Wait For The Soul To Return, Because

Your eyes ignited the unexpected wildfires that my little cottage heart wasn't ready for. Now, i burn, my home burns and your eyes burn while watching everything else flaring into ashes.

Anneshwa Paul

I love that word. Forever. I love that forever doesn't exist, but we have a word for it anyway, and use it all the time. It's beautiful and doomed.

-Viv Albertine

Wrapped me like a lullaby

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2021 | August 31

Evening lofi 🌟

An evening stroll with a person I love…

“I have a habit of falling in love with souls who have yet to be at peace with their bodies, their minds, their weaknesses. I try to build them, to find the parts of them that are missing in me. I end up with holes in my chest.”

— Farah Gabdon

green, green is my sister’s house | Mary Oliver

if you’re in you’re early-mid twenties and they fucking suck, i promise they fucking suck for most people because it’s the time when you are really figuring out who you want to be how you fit into the world who you should surround yourself and it’s mostly misfires and painful learning experiences and reckoning with your childhood and learning to heal your deep wounds, it’s a very very painful transformation process and it doesn’t really end as you get older, you keep growing and learning, but you learn more and more the tools you need and you can equip yourself with them in times of hardship and find the spaces where you belong that can hold you

A breath of an artist is an art in itself, bejewelled recollection of a billion poignant tales. A heroic poetry of a broken heart that mends a million cracks around.

-Anneshwa 🌻