chrysalism
tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine
dvnwild

I’ll Give You the Sun by Jandy Nelson     

imagination

soulmate (n.)

A person with whom you have an immediate connection the moment you meet – a connection so strong that you are drawn to them in a way you have never experienced before. As this connection develops over time, you experience a love so deep, strong and complex, that you begin to doubt that you have ever truly loved anyone prior. Your soulmate understands and connects with you in every way and on every level, which brings a sense of peace, calmness and happiness when you are around them. And when you are not around them, you are all that much more aware of the harshness of life, and how bonding with another person in this way is the most significant and satisfying thing you will experience in your lifetime. You are also all that much aware of the beauty in life, because you have been given a great gift and will always be thankful.

memoryslandscape

“This poem is the poem about how I lost you before I even had you.”

Karese Burrows, from “After We Kissed,” L'Éphémère Review (no. II, November/December 2017)

andromedes

@hogwartsonline event: motherly figures 

“your mother died to save you. If there is one thing voldemort cannot understand, it is love. he didn’t realize that love as powerful as your mother’s for you leaves its own mark. not a scar, no visible sign… to have been loved so deeply, even though the person who loved us is gone, will give us some protection forever. it is in your very skin.”

Above us, the constellations spun, and the moon paced her weary course.
Madeline Miller, ‘The Song of Achilles’ (via softiejace)
ilyiad

“—thinking meantime my own thoughts, living my own life in my own still, shadow-world.”

— Charlotte Brontë, Villette

poedemron

“I was brave, I resisted, I set myself on fire.”

— Louise Glück, from The Seven Ages (via victoriajoan)

no monster here,
only the shape of a falling star
where your heart should be.
northbound & reaching, a
hero telling her story. it starts
like this: once upon a time,
you rode the dragon
& saved your own life.

 NATALIE WEE, EXCERPT OF “HOW TO SAVE YOUR OWN LIFE”, PUBLISHED IN THE RISING PHOENIX REVIEW

Find Our Bodies & Other Fine Machines on Amazon / Goodreads.

(via illuminosity)

The most important things are the hardest to say. They are the things you get ashamed of, because words diminish them – words shrink things that seemed limitless when they were in your head to no more than living size when they’re brought out. But it’s more than that, isn’t it? The most important things lie too close to wherever your secret heart is buried, like landmarks to a treasure your enemies would love to steal away. And you may make revelations that cost you dearly only to have people look at you in a funny way, not understanding what you’ve said at all, or why you thought it was so important that you almost cried while you were saying it. That’s the worst, I think.
Stephen King, The Body (via wordsnquotes)
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