trancine-filson:

chlorodream:

lady-of-redemption:

He did it. He actually managed to describe how it feels to live with depression and suicidal tendencies.

this is really, really important

the last four gifs are probably the most accurate way of describing my feelings towards my depression

(Source: cantcontrolthegay, via theworldismadeofwords)

(Source: iluvmirandakerr)

bombshell-fantasy:

Miranda Kerr and Alessandra Ambrosio.


Perfection.

bombshell-fantasy:

Miranda Kerr and Alessandra Ambrosio.

Perfection.

(via iluvmirandakerr)

"Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark in the hopeless swamps of the not-quite, the not-yet, and the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish in lonely frustration for the life you deserved and have never been able to reach. The world you desire can be won. It exists.. it is real.. it is possible.. it’s yours."

— Ayn Rand
Atlas Shrugged (via theworldismadeofwords)

"Keep some room in your heart for the unimaginable."

— Mary Oliver (via theworldismadeofwords)

Anonymous said: Why do you write?

writingsforwinter:

To feel. To remind myself I am human. To love better. To practice patience, to be wiser, to learn to appreciate the growing pains. To salute every ordinary hero. To live instead of wanting to die. To become the person I always wanted to be, to leave my old self behind. To feel the universe beneath my hands. To marvel at the wonder of it all. To breathe easily. To let go. To let other people in. To open my own eyes. To heal.

To heal.

writingsforwinter:

The other day I emptied my pockets and gave what was in them

to a homeless man: some bobby pins, a little bit of loose change,

a few ticket stubs, and a handful of notes written to various strangers.

One of them I found taped to the hood of a car;

it said If you’re reading this, I’m probably…

乡思

almostvalentine:

outstretched hands, brimming with hope, reaching straight up like sign posts in the air. the city is all movement and laughter tonight, but my thoughts are resting where the palm trees grow, where the soft slivers of evening light are only occasionally spliced by the smoke tendrils wafting from mamak stalls, roti canai stalls, char mee stalls.

give me a quiet night in my room, and my heart stirs, skips a beat, like this.

"I hope she kisses you with
the entire universe in her mouth
so that you wake up with
stars on your lips
and a smile that
drips constellations."

— Y.Z. (via larmoyante)

"I don’t want to earn my living; I want to live."

— Oscar Wilde (via larmoyante)

"Even when our eyes are closed, there’s a whole world out there that lives outside ourselves and our dreams."

Fullmetal Alchemist (via larmoyante)

"Seeing someone read a book you love is seeing a book recommend a person."

— (via simmykixx)

(via almostvalentine)

cunttwait:

Tribute to Russian Literature at the Sochi Winter Olympics Closing Ceremony

Pushkin, Tolstoy, Dostoevsky, Gogol, Chekov, Gorky, Tsvetaev, Bulgakov, Mayakovskiy and Solzhenitsyn etc. 

Gave me chills. Beautiful. 

(via almostvalentine)

apensivesoul said: What are some of your favorite books/poems?

almostvalentine:

commovente:

collections of poetry for you!

  • how to survive a hotel fire, angela veronica wong 
  • miracle fruit, aimee nezhukumatathil
  • secular love, michael ondaatje 
  • duino elegies, rainer maria rilke 
  • the weight of oranges / miner’s pond, anne michaels
  • rose, li-young lee
  • the city in which i love you, li-young lee
  • no, ocean vuong
  • captain’s verses, pablo neruda
  • the cinnamon peeler, michael ondaatje 
  • love, an index, rebecca lindenberg
  • crush, richard siken 
  • heavy petting, gregory sherl
  • the oregon trail is the oregon trail, gregory sherl 
  • human dark with sugar, brenda shaughnessy 
  • bluets, maggie nelson
  • ( ◜◡^)

i will make time for these when the snow melts