me: :(
nature:
๐ท * : โ๏ธ
. ๏พโง ๐ฟ * . ๐ผ : *
.๐. *. ใป๐ฑ *ใ๏พ. โงโ๏ธ
*ใ๏พ๐ ยฐ. ใ+โ๏ธ *ยดยจ ๐ฆ* . ๐ป
me: :โ)
EMBRACING (1992) dir. Naomi Kawase
โBe careful who you trust, remember, the devil was once an angel.โ
โ Dean Winchester
And so at last I climbed the honey tree, ate chunks of pure light, ate the bodies of bees that could not get out of my way, ate the dark hair of the leaves, the rippling bark, the heartwood. Such frenzy! But joy does that, Iโm told, in the beginning. Later, maybe, Iโll come here only sometimes and with a middling hunger. But now I climb like snake, I clamber like a bear to the nuzzling place, to the light salvaged by the thighs of bees and racked up in the body of the tree. Oh, anyone can see how I love myself at last! how I love the world! climbing by day or night in the wind, in the leaves, kneeling at the secret rip, the cords of my body stretching and singing in the heaven of appetite.
The Honey Tree by Mary Oliver
https://www.instagram.com/p/B4ptmcJl-CF/?igshid=18u7be2u7xh5f
โBe nice to yourself. Itโs hard to be happy when someone is being mean to you all the time.โ
โ Christine Arylo
โ[That] there were sunsets every day, that we werenโt meant to be coffined and buried whilst all the time still living, that nothing of the dark was so enormous that never could we surmount it, that always there were new chapters, that we must let go the old, open ourselves to symbolism, to the most unexpected of interpretations, that we must too, uncover what weโve kept hidden, what we think we might have lost.โ
โ Anna Burns, from Milkman (via firstfullmoon)
โbeauty is terror. whatever we call beautiful, we quiver before it.โ
The Secret History - Donna Tartt
cows!!๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ธ๐๐ฆ
from the for love & lemonsโ rtw summer 2o18 collection.ย
โI have been younger in October than in all the months of springโ
โ W.S. Merwin, from The Love Of October inย โMigration: New & Selected Poemsโ (via adrasteiax)