Dropping by to put a strong emphasis on the fact that you don’t owe anyone anything. Your emotions, your feelings, your thoughts, your opinions, shares, interests, your smile, your gaze, your EVERYTHING, you get to choose to give it on your free will, you get to decide who is deemed worthy of it, always :)
You have every right to heal and move past an event
Some of you will romanticize doing face masks together or you’ll romanticize coffee in the morning after a night of love making but no one talks about how quickly that stops being important. No one romanticizes true care and compassion.
Does your partner give you the space to discuss your feelings without making you feel like your emotions are irrational?
Do they interrupt you in front of others? Do they talk over you?
Do they give you the space to work through things on your own if need be? Do they offer you solitude without guilting you for ‘abandoning’ them?
Does your partner share responsibilities with you? Do they notice the tasks that are too much and offer to take over?
Do they ask you what you need when you’re overwhelmed? Did they take the time to learn what overwhelms you?
Do they know where you keep your medicine? Did they check to see if you’re keeping up with your hygiene? Does your health matter to them?
Raise the bar.
You’re all so much more deserving.
I can’t help but adore the way people love and learn to love. Because it’s so much more than just having this heavy feeling weighing you down when it’s time for them to leave, it’s so much more than just intertwining your fingers together, its allowing yourself to feel the warmth of the sun tinting your cheeks with a blush you’re not too familiar with, but the familiarity of the warmth and it’s aftertaste is savouring, it makes you want to blanket your chest, it’s the way you accept and admit the fact that you’ve come to grow rather affectionate about something or someone in a way that fills your heart to the brim so much so you no longer have control over the direction of your emotions, it’s about unfolding your love and folding yourselves right back into a form where the two of you feel complete and enough to have so much space for what’s to come,
because watching somebody learning to love is lovely, it’s grounding and I’m so proud of you for finding it within yourself to love even when you had to go through what you did, even when those around you made you think you weren’t worthy of it, so to be able to cultivate that garden with others is truly admirable
Normalise not being ready to face a day, not every day is supposed to be your best , and not every day is supposed to be the most productive , at times you’re just ready to wake up and not be up for facing the rest of your tasks and thats ok , sometimes all you can do is survive and that’s more than enough :)
~ ghosts of tulips past :: 💌
a few from lois dodd’s fire collection
Believe that you have the liberty to reach, direct and make the space that allows you to breath, to build walls that provide you shelter, warmth and support rather than one’s that are closing in on you. You have what it takes to create an environment that is comfortable for you to live in, and you have what it takes to learn to love yourself all over again. There are times when the places you live in, trigger responses out of you, and have you behave in a way that don’t necessarily define you at all. So you don’t have to wait around for a chance, or live under the false pretence of an image that isn’t you, because there will come a day when you will make a home that is full of you and have the freedom to define all its boundaries :)
do me a solid and just reblog this saying what time it is where you are and what you’re thinking about in the tags.
.͙✼̥୭⁺ '🧺🖇🕊 Angst prompts ~
“whyre you here”
“You know .. we could’ve avoided this”
“Look me in the eye and tell me you still feel the same way, do it.”
“Why now ?”
“I’m not your test dummy”
“You emotionally drained me out”
“How was I supposed to know ? ”
“Does it hurt ? Tell me does it hurt like it did then ?”
“IM SORRY OK ? IM SORRY”
“Oh please you don’t have the slightest regret”
“Get back to me when this mask of yours falls off”
“It reminded me of them”
“Some people only remain in your life as a chapter”
“They were my favourite chapter”
“Was I the best you had ?”
“It pains doesn’t it”
“Your smile’s different”
“There’s a lot more to you than what meets the eye”
“Who thought someone as sweet as you could be so bitter”
“Step away from me”
“Don’t do it.”
“Please I’m trying”
“But it turned out that way did it not ?”
“You were sorry , ‘were’ ..”
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“God, if you’re a thing with ears: please, please.”
Elizabeth Acevedo, The Poet X
Richard Siken, War Of The Foxes
Christian Wiman, More Like The Stars
Never mind. I invented you. I invented you, as far as my purposes go. I invented loving you and I invented your death. I have my tricks and my trap doors, too.
Alice Munro, from Collected Stories; “Tell me Yes or No,”
Marina Tsvetaeva, tr. by Elaine Feinstein from, “I’m glad your sickness.”
Robert Frost, Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
Sarah Kane, 4.48 Psychosis
“(…) and then there’s the silence that comes back, a million times bigger than me, sneaks into my bones and wails and wails and wails until I can’t be quiet anymore.”
Ada Limón, Bright Dead Things; The Quiet Machine
H.D., The Look-Out
Akosua Afiriyie-Hwedie, In My Version
Lucille Clifton, The Death of Crazy Horse
repetition in poetry // part v
(part i) (part ii) (part iii) (part iv)
To those of you writing your papers right now, I hope you realise how important it is to mark and acknowledge your progress no matter the amount, and that your academic caliber is not necessarily going to be the same as others and that’s no reason for you to beat yourself up over, because you’ve done what you can by the end of the day. You need to realise the strength, time and effort it took for you to do it because it was YOU who sat down those hours completing your tasks for and all by yourself, not anybody else, so I beg of you to give yourself the credit you so incredibly deserve. <3
“the flowers were dressed in nothing but light,they let me bathe in my vulnerability”
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