i see so much beauty in people and i wonder if they see the same in me
Concept: it's 1am and you are reading your favorite novel. The world around you is asleep, sounds of the day have quieted and you are alone with your books and coffee or tea.
— Andrei Tarkovsky, Sculpting in Time
[text ID: Perhaps the meaning of all human activity lies in the artistic consciousness, in the pointless and selfless creative act?]
“Do you think it’s possible that some people are born to give more love than they will ever get back in return?”
— Tyler Knott Gregson
White Rabbit
When smothered in smoke,
We whisper white rabbit.
To settle our panic.
White rabbit, white rabbit.
Will you be afraid?
When nightmares inhabit?
When you recall joy,
But can't reach and grab it?
And everyone has it.
You can't understand it.
White rabbit, white rabbit.
Patience burns too,
It wears out like fabric.
Your senses subside,
they make way for static.
The flames will wreak havoc.
White rabbit, white rabbit.
And those you love most,
Will say you'll withstand it.
What good are their words?
When breathing grows rapid.
You’re lost and alone.
Ignored by the planet.
White rabbit, white rabbit.
It's bite might be rabid.
- Hayley Siemens
*sits forward in my wizard chair* Ah yes...i have just the remedy for such an ailment. *hands you a strawberry* *hands you a strawberry* *hands you a str
normalize platonic “flirting”!!!! i just wanna be able to compliment my friends and point out little things i like about them!! i want to make them smile and have playful banter and laugh together and see them smile!!!!!!!!!!
…… was his first and original sword, after Arthur broke Caliburn, he then gave it to Merlín who brought it to the lady of the lake. She then gave Excalibur to Arthur, who went on to many adventures and quests to be a good king of Camelot.
Three words..
My holister hoodie, your horizontal ID
The possessive way you looked at me
My window screeching far to loud
That night you chose me from the crowd
Those teeth and that smile, if only I knew
The nightmare that you’d put me through
A bruise, a grip, a bite, a dress
A knife, a rose, a fucking mess
Sudden pain and flashing lights
Monitors beeping, a fight for life
But there you were, beside the bed
Those three words.. that’s all you said
To save my life, I ran away
With three new words, be not afraid.
Give me a few words I’ll make it poetry or share my own.This will be their home. I like chaos and not much else, I also don’t know how to use any social media.
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