À la folie


T.S. Eliot, “Burnt Norton”


T.S. Eliot, “Burnt Norton”

A History of Falling in Love


At thirteen you are all hips and ripening breasts, with eyes like postcards

of the only ocean you’ve ever visited.

At fourteen even growing pains are sweeter than your first heartbreak,

sweet like a toothache deep in the gums.

At fifteen you feel like the only one in…

We just have to open ourselves up to the truth: we will hurt each other, often. Life is crazy beautiful, but it is crazy and sometimes spins out of control. And that’s okay. That’s how it should be. It’s okay to lose the grip, to slip a little. Because we all do and maybe that makes it easier to forgive one another — people will disappoint you and wrong you, but they will also defend you and fight for you and bowl you over with kindness. We are all such radiant fuckups — we have to remember this and love one another for it. And even when it seems impossible, we have to be good to one another, to extend an open hand, to try to bring the light back in to illuminate the darkness.
— Cody Gohl, We Will Hurt Each Other (via masoeuretmoi)

(Source: larmoyante, via masoeuretmoi)

Remain the kind rogue spirit that makes the world a vibrant and unusual place to exist in. Take it easy, but take it.
— Jaime Rodrigues (via masoeuretmoi)

(Source: gypsylostatsea, via masoeuretmoi)

I still don’t understand why we choose to love the people who’ve hurt us the most
— EY (via latelycravingmore)

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Thoughts From Late August


It’s almost September and I’m still trying to learn how to rid myself of the glaciers that last winter left behind. Every time I pass one of those ads stapled to a telephone pole with rip-off tabs swinging from the bottom, I’m reminded of how difficult it is to keep…

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