“…all ended with her eyes, Hell, Purgatory, Paradise.”
— Dante Gabriel Rossetti, Dante at Verona from Collected Poetry and Prose. (via antigonies)

“…all ended with her eyes, Hell, Purgatory, Paradise.”
— Dante Gabriel Rossetti, Dante at Verona from Collected Poetry and Prose. (via antigonies)
we have to be silly together it's an imperative i can't do this alone
there’s sooo much beauty in slowing down and understanding yourself btw
nobody:
me: *stops in the middle of the road to take a picture of the sky*
Sappho, tr. by Willis Barnstone, from Greek Lyric Poetry; “To A Handsome Man,”
my love language: making sure you feel safe enough to be vulnerable with me.
"i like having you around" is one of the loveliest things someone can say