Latest Posts by hopeless-romantics - Page 4

A little stupid, a little horny. The usual.

Separation, W. S. Merwin

Norwegian Wood, Haruki Murakami

Anne-Marie Zanetti, (Australian, b. 1965) “Abundant”, oil on linen, 85 x 145 cm

Anthem, Leonard Cohen

16 April, 1939 Letters to Véra by Vladimir Nabokov

idk i’m just a house cat don’t ask me

yeah we’re like best friends. i like her posts all the time

my fear of abandonment? well that comes from my experience of being abandoned

a deep connection can’t be formed without emotional safety. without safety, there’s no trust. without trust, there’s no vulnerability. without vulnerability, there’s no intimacy + without intimacy, there’s no true connection.

You wanna come over and just go to sleep?

Emily Dickinson, from her poem titled "1188," featured in The Emergency Poet

Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Katherine Cox, featured in The Selected Letters of Virginia Woolf

The hardest part about moving on is realizing that you didn't mean as much to someone as they meant to you.

Joy Sullivan, from “At the Airport”, Instructions for Traveling West

E.E. Cummings, Complete Poems, 1904-1962

Good Girl and Other Yearnings, Isabelle Correa

I have so much potential… i can’t give up on myself.

stuck between wanting to feel something and wanting to feel nothing at all

She did not need much, wanted very little. A kind word, sincerity, fresh air, clean water, a garden, kisses, books to read, sheltering arms, a cosy bed, and to love and be loved in return.

Starra Neely Blade

“All parents damage their children. It cannot be helped. Youth, like pristine glass, absorbs the prints of its handlers. Some parents smudge, others crack, a few shatter childhoods completely into jagged little pieces, beyond repair.”

— Mitch Albom

every girl i follow or who follows me is an angel

Maria Gray, from “Bad Nostalgia”

“I like imagining your body is Saturn, my body ten thousand rings wrapped around you.”

— Andrea Gibson, The Madness Vase, “Andrew” (via adimlylitmirror)

real sufferers don't let anyone know. even themselves.

How rare and lovely, the comfort of silence with another soul.