The mornings after a rainy night,
Reminds me of all our crazy fights.
The way few droplets hold onto leaves,
I held us tying my pain in sheaves.
The sky looks empty without a cloud,
Reflecting me and the things you vowed.
And slowly the day gets bright in time,
I bethink how I left right in time.
The mornings after a rainy night,
Reminds me there's always space for light.
(26.10.20)
Anaïs Nin, Fire: From “A Journal of Love”: The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1934–1937
A weak week!
I buried my head in a pillow to bawl
Knees to my chest like a ball
I guess it was the Domino effect
Of being vulnerable, easy to affect
Sometimes my heart twists and wrings
Most often my head hurts and rings
I assure you it's not just a phase
I've tried but the feeling doesn't faze.
No one really saw the signs
Even if it's simple science
At last I cried out aloud
Louder than I was allowed.
(there's something so comforting about homophones. <3)
@the2headedcalf / On Love, Alain de Botton / @tilthat / Céline Sciamma / Twitter: Nightshiftmp3 / Twitter: Thepartypope / Portrait of a Lady on Fire / The Clean House, Sarah Ruhl / The History of the Band-Aid / weird-facts.org /
“Words were different when they lived inside of you.”
— Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe (via razreads)
Ok no offense, but some of us *looks pointedly at self in mirror* need to fucking chill
"What is stronger than the human heart Which shatters over and over and still lives."
Finding that one scene in a book that you love to read again and again because you just can’t get over it is the best part of reading in my opinion
Never felt more seen.
"Dark academic?" More like "someone please help me holy shit I can't continue living like this and the only thing keeping me from falling off my rocker is literature."