The Secret Garden (1993)

my friend Fiona told me to post this photo of me so that it could get ’re-tumbled’

I suffered, I was there.

Walt Whitman, from The Complete Poems; “A Song of Myself,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

hearing genuine laughter from the people you love is the most healing sound

humans are so cute, when we say goodbye we put our arms around each other and to show we love someone we bring them flowers. we say hello by holding each other’s hand, and sometimes tiny little dewdrops form in our eyes. for pleasure we listen to arrangements of sounds, press our lips together, smoke dried leaves, get drunk off of old fruit. we’re all just little animals, falling in love and having breakfast beneath billions of stars

I am not composing poetry. I am trying to get out of the flames.

Ted Hughes, from an uncompleted poem written c. May 1969 (via violentwavesofemotion)

Source.

Do you love me enough that I may be weak with you?

Alain de Botton (via quotemadness)