You know what? Karma IS the breeze in my hair on the weekend
You know what? Karma IS the breeze in my hair on the weekend
taylor swift if you read this I’m free every night of my life for sleepover secret sessions for midnights please respond to this so we can hang out at any night of my life when I’m free
Cuteness overload 🌸 x
Emma Rebholz, from “No Good Bloodsuckers,” published in The Misanthropy
Blythe Baird
Dorothea Lasky, Rome
Richard Siken, Crush
Eric LaRocca, Things Have Gotten Worse Since We Last Spoke
Yves olade, Dark When It Gets Dark
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― Virginia Woolf, A Writer’s Diary
[ text ID: Yes, I deserve a spring–I owe nobody nothing. ]
Franz Wright, from God’s Silence; “East Boston, 1996”
[Text ID: Walking home, for a moment / you almost believe you could start again. / And an intense love rushes to your heart, / and hope. It’s unendurable, unendurable.]
Kate Clayborn, Love Lettering
Charles Dickens, Great Expectations
V. E. Schwab, The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue
Neil Gaiman
Anne Sexton, The Sermon of Twelve Acknowledgements
—Marie Howe, from Magdalene Afterwards in “Magdalene: Poems”