the books I’ve read all make up the tiny pieces of my soul; to read them is to read into my heart
The Beatrice Letters by Lemony Snicket
maybe the rain is there to teach us that falling is beautiful. some people are a map when you didn’t realize you were lost. you’re the ache that never left, the first line of an unfinished song. it doesn’t have to be a poem to be poetry.. have you seen how carefully the light can touch your face? and even though I’m an abandoned house in search of a ghost, I don’t need anything from you. I want everything with you.
you're not hard to love. you were only made to feel that way by someone who didn't know how.
“Fuck you, my child is completely fine”
YOUR CHILD IS OBSESSED WITH SIX CRIMINALS!
💫🧡
“Whatever causes night in your soul may leave stars.”
— Victor Hugo
REFORMATION
Holding on tightly to mamma's finger,
Our first fear was getting lost in the crowd
Then we grew up,
Held many other hands and let go of some
Slowly we saw our fear change
From getting lost to feeling lost amidst a crowd.
As a kid, we woke up in the middle of the night,
And then didn't go back to sleep
Thinking there might be demons under our bed
But as an adult,
it's harder to get any sleep
Because demons moved from under our beds to inside our heads.
(18.11.20)
“In my heart I love her all the time.”
— F. Scott Fitzgerald // The Great Gatsby
The mornings after a rainy night,
Reminds me of all our crazy fights.
The way few droplets hold onto leaves,
I held us tying my pain in sheaves.
The sky looks empty without a cloud,
Reflecting me and the things you vowed.
And slowly the day gets bright in time,
I bethink how I left right in time.
The mornings after a rainy night,
Reminds me there's always space for light.
(26.10.20)
“Autumn shows us how beautiful it is to let things go.”
— Unknown
Hufflepuff: alright we need a plan. Does anyone have any ideas?
Slytherin: *raises hand*
Hufflepuff: that DOESN’T involve murder
Slytherin: *slowly lowers hand*