Kate Chopin, from The Awakening
Virginia Woolf, Night and Day/Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
C.J. Hauser, The Crane Wife: A Memoir in Essays/ Richard Siken, War of the Foxes
tired of blue from blues clues not being a beloved tumblr dog. she is literally everything
Friendly reminder to drink more water and let go of more bullshit
extramadness
“I am homesick for a place I am not sure even exists. One where my heart is full. My body loved. And my soul understood.”
— Unknown (via quotemadness)
fell in love today because of the way he blinked while seeing someone he missed. fell in love today because of how you cut your eyes to me when you’ve told a joke in a crowed room, looking to see if i laugh, too. fell in love today because she was talking on the phone and said hang on, mom, there are roses here, let me take a picture of them and send them to you.
lovely is not how you look, it’s something you do. he makes room for her in the circle without her asking him to. she gives me her raincoat even if it means she gets soaked. we walk home together after a long night and you wait to make sure i get safely inside.
i will never be tired of this. i will never be done writing poetry about it. i am so enamored with humanity’s softness.