I Cannot Leave Her Side When She’s Near, I Want To Hold Her, Drink In Her Scent And Study The Movements

I don’t know what business I thought I had listening to doddleoddle at 2:36 in the morning but honestly? F u c k  my emotions and f u c k  my need to cry over how much I miss you. Im gonna to go take a nap I refuse to write you another letter I know I’ll never send right now. 

. . . please dont be in love w someone else <3

“People, the people we really love, where did they come from? What did we do to deserve them?”

— Mary Ruefle, Madness, Rack, and Honey: Collected Lectures (via mythologyofblue)

photos that radiate the feeling of comfort and home.

c’mere. “cups your cheeks and kisses you softly on the lips*… i love you

#making myself cry again today (╥﹏╥)

#kim seokjin#bts#BTS#jin#spotify#stream #epiphany

when elena ferrante said “there are people who leave and people who know how to be left” and when richard siken said “someone has to leave first. this is a very old story. there is no other version of this story.” and when sally rooney wrote “if i told you where my car is right now, i don’t think i’d be able to leave, i think i would have to stay here just in case you changed your mind about everything” and when mikko harvey said “the number of hours we have together is actually not so large. please linger near the door uncomfortably instead of just leaving. please forget your scarf in my life and come back later for it.”and when karese burrows wrote “i have never seen a door that doesn’t look like you leaving. look at me writing this poem. even here i don’t mean anything i say. except that I still want you. that whatever is in me still loves you deeply. it is a light i can’t turn off. i clap my hands and nothing happens.” and when margarita karapanou said “i never expected you to actually finish anything. you were always leaving. i always picture you with a suitcase in your hand.”

I paint flowers so they will not die.

jane su is the little spoon

that’s the post, have a good day

“Everyone discusses my art and pretends to understand, as if it were necessary to understand, when it is simply necessary to love.” — Claude Monet.

The Water Lily Pond (1899) by Claude Monet.