calisto & jesper, sharing a quiet cup of tea after a nightmare before you’ve realized that you’re falling in love.
ft. @sashascauldron’s jesper ❤️
soracities / walt whitman / d.h. lawrence / walt whitman
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calisto & jesper, sharing a quiet cup of tea after a nightmare before you’ve realized that you’re falling in love.
ft. @sashascauldron’s jesper ❤️
soracities / walt whitman / d.h. lawrence / walt whitman
Life has been hard recently. This poem saved me the other day. #iwrotethisforyou #poem #poetry #words
Jodi Picoult, Leaving Time (via wordsnquotes)
Will Smith (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
Sappho (Gallavotti 15)
Unknown (via vollenden)
We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations.
Anaïs Nin , The Diary of Anaïs Nin Vol. 4 (1971)
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Beau Taplin, Hunting Season (via brokenpromisesanddbrokenhearts)
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