I hope the sun is shining upon your work

Franz Kafka, 1921.

moon moment 🌙

maybe if i eat flowers i will feel beautiful again

let me put all my stars in your mouth.

your name
a prayer
to me

Laetitia Casta by Cedric Buchet

lots of sweet things are poisonous

you left a toxic person behind, of course they’re bitter to see you bloom

are you truly at peace or at a quiet war that you don't talk about.

If you don't heal from your past, then everyone you meet will feel like a shadow of it.

The older you get, the more you realize you don't have trust issues, you have 'I've seen this many times before, I know how it's going to end' issues.

a few honest words is worth more than a library of bullshit

'Narcissus' by Gyuls Benczúr (1881).

it’s ‘never again’ for a lot of things

you’re like if a deep sigh was a person

she protects
her soul with blooms, and
her heart with blades

pic ~ october_midnight

I wish my mind would be kinder to my heart.