It's True That You Must Leave Behind The Old To Welcome The New. But Make Sure You Bring Into The Future

Please take care of my darling for me, old world of ours. Please give more smiles than scraped knees. Good tears, and dancing, and rainbow lights scattered along the ceiling. Give dappled sunlight beneath leaves of whispering green. Give windows-down nights and wind through dancing hair. My darling belongs to the sunrise and the star speckled sky. Be kind to my darling, dear old life of ours.

-from me to you🧸

before you...there was only hunger a gnawing ache that lived in my ribs like something forgotten yet still alive a voice that murmured from shadowed corners i watched you from a careful distance never close enough to touch or claim just close enough to believe you were mine a ghost i kept breathing into existence

I have made no sin in loving. I have made no sin in caring for the wellbeing of others. For believing in a better future. For hoping and striving to do better, even if no one else cares. Even if everyone else is doing the wrong thing, it doesn't make it right.

I have decided to reject the coldness of the world no matter what.

And if i die from loving, I would have died at the hands of something beautiful.

Goodbye Isha, we carry you with us.

I CANT BELIEVE THE CUT THAT ALWAYS BLEEDS IS STILL BLEEDING

(Even though it's killing me i need it like the air I breathe)

I remember tryna blast this song at 15 while dying my hair bright pink and blue.

My mom was like:

"You are the whole shape of sound, whether or not you sing"

Joanna Klink, from “Night Sky”, The Nightfields

Oh, to be a bunny in a field of flowers with no responsibility and no problems🌸

Matthew Cuthburt I'll love you forever 💗

“My girl—my girl that I’m proud of.”

— Anne of Green Gables, Chapter XXXVI: The Glory and the Dream

LOOK AT THESE BEANS!! We will get through this.🫂

Hi. Things are bleak, I know that. I know that we paid for Trump's last term with blood and it is likely the price will be blood again.

But listen to me. LISTEN.

You do not have to force yourself to witness horrors as an act of activism. It is not a form of activism. You can put your phone down, you can block that horrific video. We cannot win if you cannot fight and you will not be able to fight if you are hopeless.

Do not let them guilt you into this. People who are exhausted are easier to walk over. Take care of yourself, find community where you find joy.

We should just let ourselves fall in love with life.

i like to pretend i already died and asked god to send me back to earth so i can swim in lakes again and see mountains and get my heart broken and love my friends and cry so hard in the bathroom and go grocery shopping 1,000 more times. and that i promised i would never forget the miracle of being here