“Until you heal the wounds of your past, you are going to bleed. You can bandage the bleeding with food, with alcohol, with drugs, with work, with cigarettes, with sex; but eventually it will all ooze through and stain your life. You must find the strength to open the wounds, stick your hand inside, pull out the core of the pain that is holding you in your past - the memories - and make peace with them.”
— Iyanla Yanzant
"Read Banned Books" a new full page cartoon essay published in The New York Times Arts & Leisure section today.
♡ 365 days of delena ♡ ↳ (26/365) insp
— Erin Hanson
Here: I can't decide if your emails make me miss you more or less. Sometimes I feel like a funny-looking rock in the middle of the most beautiful clear ocean when I read the kind of things you write to me. You love so much bigger than yourself, bigger than everything. I can't believe how lucky I am to even witness it—to be the one who gets to have it, and so much of it, is beyond luck and feels like fate. Catholic God made me to be the person you write those things about. I'll say five Hail Marys. Muchas gracias, Santa Maria. I can't match you for prose, but what I can do is write you a list. AN INCOMPLETE LIST: THINGS I LOVE ABOUT HRH PRINCE HENRY OF WALES
This made me cry
the waterloo letters: an excerpt
if i could spread it out on my desk, i’d find the corner of your mouth where it pinches with my fingers, and i’d smooth it away and you’d be marked with the names of saints like all the old maps. i got the nomenclature now - saint’s names belong to miracles.
give yourself away sometimes, sweetheart. there’s so much of you.
fucking yrs,
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I AM IN LOVE WITH THIS ART!! MARRY ME AND HAVE ART BABIES
Coming out to President mom in Red, White & Royal Blue.
After two years, I am back with my TSCxMetGala series! There were some interesting looks to try and recreate this year, mh? 👀 Starting with Dru wearing Zendaya's Maison Margiela gown, because such an iconic dress required an iconic Queen 😌
@cassandraclare
so did you lay in bed blasting fireflies by owl city as a kid staring up at the ceiling while imagining running away to a happier place bc you grew up on fairy tales and make believe stories since you didnt really have the best social skills due to undiagnosed neurodivergency and thus didnt have a lot of friends so you spent all that extra time you had induldging in fictional stories and then grew up believing maybe one day youd get to go on a magical adventure like those stories had so youd spent so much time just longing for an escape and to go somewhere you understood bc you didnt understand people but you did understand all those stories you read or are you normal
I touch my phone as if it's your face I didn't choose this town I dream of getting out T h e r e ' s j u s t o n e w h o c o u l d m a k e m e s t a y.
DOCTOR WHO S03E09 The Family of Blood
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