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For my love<3

In your arms, I find solace true,

A haven where my soul feels anew.

With every smile, with every glance,

You ignite within a timeless dance.

In your embrace, I find my peace,

With you, my darling, I'm fully seen.

In your eyes, I glimpse our bright tomorrow,

With you, my sweetheart, I banish sorrow.

My heart's yours, dear, now and forever,

In every moment, we endeavor.

With every breath, with every rhyme,

You are my love, through space and time.

- S

My fucking boyfriend is the hottest most kindest person alive 😭

In a never-ending void, I descend,

No beginning, no end, no place to mend.

A world of shadows, where time stands still,

In this endless night, an eerie chill.

I'm sinking deeper, no escape in sight,

A boundless darkness, devoid of light.

Lost in the silence, my voice won't reach,

In this void, I search for a way to breach.

Shadows of despair, we tread,

Where thoughts are heavy, hearts are leads

Darkness grip, a suffocating veil.

-S

Death's embrace

In the depths of darkness, where shadows reside,

There exists a truth we cannot hide.

A universal tale, both gentle and profound,

Of life's fleeting moments, where death is found.

Death, a solemn companion on this earthly plane,

Whose presence leaves us touched by bittersweet pain.

It whispers in the wind, a haunting lullaby,

Reminding us that all things must one day say goodbye.

It wears many faces, from gentle slumber to final breath,

A passage we traverse, embracing the unknown with depth.

It steals away loved ones, leaving hearts in despair,

Yet it also offers solace, a release from earthly wear and tear.

In death's embrace, time stands still,

And memories flicker, a testament to life's thrill.

It beckons us to ponder, to reflect and to learn,

To cherish every moment, for there may be no return.

For in the realm of death, we find a sacred truth,

That life's fragility lies within our youth.

It teaches us humility, a reminder to be kind,

To live with purpose, leaving no regrets behind.

But death is not the end, merely a transition,

An invitation to a realm beyond our limited vision.

It invites us to surrender, to let go and release,

To find solace in the eternal, a realm of inner peace.

So let us not fear death's gentle hand,

But rather embrace it, as part of life's grand plan.

For in the tapestry of existence, it holds a place,

A reminder to cherish, to love, and to embrace.

In death's solemn presence, let us find solace,

In the memories of those who have found their peaceful space.

May their spirits guide us, like stars in the night,

Illuminating our paths with their eternal light.

For death, though mourned, is a poignant art,

An echo of life, a journey's sacred part.

In its embrace, we find both sorrow and rebirth,

And in its depths, we discover the true meaning of our worth.

-V

Not sure what I need first a hug or a gun to my head

Writing because murder is illegal

I love you and adore everything about you <3*says to the moon*

i miss u more than i remember u (dies a million deaths)

None of it was real its all an illusion <3

Compare views of the Southern Ring nebula and its pair of stars by Webb’s NIRCam (L) & MIRI (R) instruments. The dimmer, dying star is expelling gas and dust that Webb sees through in unprecedented detail.

This first image from NASA’s James Webb Space Telescope is the deepest and sharpest infrared image of the distant universe to date. Known as Webb’s First Deep Field, this image of galaxy cluster SMACS 0723 is overflowing with detail. Thousands of galaxies – including the faintest objects ever observed in the infrared – have appeared in Webb’s view for the first time. This slice of the vast universe covers a patch of sky approximately the size of a grain of sand held at arm’s length by someone on the ground.

Albert Camus // Jack Kerouac

I just love sleep so much ……. like u just close ur eyes and ur gone bitch ………… brain logged the fuck off ……… powerful

My home will be a home with no loud anger, no explosive rage, no slamming doors or breaking glass, no holes punched into the walls, no name calling, shaming or blackmail. My home will be gentle, it will be warm. No fear, no hurt and no worries. I may come from a broken and twisted place but I will build something whole and safe.

I love my parents but I hate them

Like yea they caused me trauma

But they deeply care about me just don't know how to cause they had childhoodtrauma too

But that doesn't mean they should treat me the way they do

PREACH

It's not a child's purpose to fill their parent's emotional gaps.

Read that again and say it louder.

Depending on the person

eye contact is either extremely attractive or extremely uncomfortable

I just want to look at the moon for hours

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Are part of the LGBTQIA+ community 🌈

Support the LGBTQIA+ community 🌈

Love frogs 🐸

Love plants 🪴

Love space in general 🌙💫✨

And/or just really appreciate glow-in-the-dark stars ⭐️

Trauma is caused by others but you're supposed to heal from it yourself how's that fair?

Toxic parents give you silent treatment just to prove their point and make you feel that unless you aren't obeying them you're existence doesn't matter

To all the young lesbians, bi or pan girls, and Sapphics out there,

It’s okay to love other girls,

Your love is not sinful, perverted, sick or any of the horrible things that bigots may have said about it,

You’re not going to hell for who you love,

You are loved,

You will find a girlfriend,

Be yourself. Don’t try to be someone you’re not,

There’s a whole community of girls who like girls out there just waiting to embrace you!

If you’re in a dark place right now, reach out to a helpline like the Trevor Project, which provides consolation for LGBTQ+ young people.

Louis de Boullogne – Two Sleeping Young Women (1707)

I wish I could turn off my feelings

Feeling sad turn it off

Feeling happy turn it off

Feeling guilty turn it off

But the problem isn't that.....the problem is that the feeling of feeling nothing is also a feeling.

...why can't we just stop feeling

Istg moon and space are the most beautiful things

manslaughter sounds so much more gruesome than murder yet it isn’t and that is why i hate the english language