The rose is without why,

it blooms because it blooms,

it pays no attention to itself

asks not whether it is seen.

TEA LEAVES

Dolled up or dressed down, I'd slow dance with you anytime.

ig: surbhii_

iamfinallybreakingfree:

My home will be a home with no loud anger, no explosive rage, no slamming doors or breaking glass, no name calling, shaming or blackmail. My home will be gentle, it will be warm. It will keep my loved ones safe. 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’ll sing in the shower again, cook with a smile and dance in all the rooms. I will heal.

loonabirth:
“https://www.instagram.com/p/Bo79ul3hNTB/
”

deathtml:

kinda wanna delete all of my social media and disappear

wethinkwedream:
“from Emery Allen’s new book Soft Human
”

sadsarah:

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ADRIENNE RICH x MOSS ANGEL THE UNDYING x ANA MENDIETA

  1. ‘The Burning of Paper Instead of Children’, Collected Poems: 1950 – 2012 (2016);
  2. Sea-Witch Vol. 2: Girldirt Angelfog (2017);

Untitled: Silueta Series (1978), Super-8 film, colour, silent

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