Summer Evening (1886) By Childe Hassam

Peter, the horse is here.

i’m still here. i’m always still here

lesbians with terrible posture reblog.

early mornings <3

unstoppable force (me hating when i have unread messages) vs immovable object (not having the energy to text back and carry a conversation)

emotional processing is so funny because sometimes you’ll be violently sobbing on your bedroom floor over something that happened 4 years ago and then you’ll just. get up and make coffee. and go to the grocery store. and take all this fundamental sadness for a walk. and ponder the cosmic experiences of humanity while eating a sandwich. and that’s healing.

Blythe Baird, from If My Body Could Speak; “What I couldn’t explain via text”

[Text ID: “I still don’t know how / to love someone / without swallowing them.”]

One day I'll have my own library. Until then, I'll just have to draw it into reality.