Najma

My spirit does not love yours, it is entwined with it. Our flesh does not love: our flesh is the same and longs to leap to itself.

[Najma @BuriedRosary]

The scattered remains of my being:

[- @iiu1rii]

Fall in love with the harmony of colors

[onyekachi @honeycaki3]

i've never been bored since i was born. i live perpetually with the guilt of all i have to do, and there's always something to do at any given time; this moral struggle is excruciatingly entertaining and it's something to do (instead of all the other things i have to do).

[little dove @karamazovian_]

Many of you would learn much if you read Under the Greenwood Tree and Far From the Madding Crowd

[immortal @thisgandy]

How beautiful it is to encounter something romantic and have a lover, a memory, a vantage point through which to understand it. To read of love and recognise its language because, somewhere and sometime in your own life, you have spoken it and become familiar with...

[Najma @BuriedRosary]

Huhu kesayanganku.. cantikku.. anakku.. kalau bukan karena #tuntutan hidup aku akan memilih berkebun terus saja di rumah kerjanya kapan-kapan tapi nanti nggak sanggup beli #bibit dan #pupuk :D

[Najma @BuriedRosary]

Aku rindu sekali berkebun =[ beberapa bulan belakangan ini sedang hilang banyak semangat karena project yang nggak selesai-selesai, rasanya mau buru-buru racik pupuk lagi

[Najma @BuriedRosary]

Rindu deh fotoin anak-anakku kalau sudah tumbuh subur dan beragam bentuk serta warnanya. Suka kalau tiap sore siram-sirami mereka yang aku coba tanam sendiri. Setelah semangatku kembali, akan segera lari ke kebun lagi! ^^ 🫛🖤

[Najma @BuriedRosary]

Because wdym there are words for wanting to be gentle with someone even when they’re struggling to be gentle with themselves. I can tell someone that their sadness doesn’t scare me away, that they don’t have to hide the less parts of being human from me

[Najma @BuriedRosary]

I fear “if your dear heart is wounded, my wild heart bleeds with yours” is going to become one of my favourite phrases ever because I’ve always found something so tender about the idea of sharing someone’s sorrow

[Najma @BuriedRosary]

Oh my poor Poppy you are not beating the lesbian vampire down bad allegations!! ^^

[Najma @BuriedRosary]

Well … I said what I said

[Najma @BuriedRosary]

A lesbian vampire who refuses to behave herself will always be more interesting to me

[emotional warfare @spilledbot]

why do memories glow the way real moments don't? my altar is full of all love's delusions.

[heath @tuasmatas]

the way genitalism and transphobia against trans women are normalized in lesbian spaces is disgusting. since when did we become so comfortable reproducing the same oppression we claim to fight?

[vince 𒉭 @sacrivex]

bittersweetness is such a strange thing. to find yourself grieving and grateful for the very same thing, to feel an inexplicable peace despite the distant rumble of a storm gathering on the horizon.

[sage @sage_astr]

orion

[shy fawkes @butterbooter]

it’s okay if you never do anything grand and just do what you were put here by God to do. at the end of life I imagine all of that starts looking quite grand

[Naida | Inscendence @OInscendence]

Upon the warm sea lies a wondrous stone, a ruby
And upon that stone, a maiden-faced bird.
She sings sweet songs of Paradise,
She spreads her feathers wide, she veils the sea,
Whoever hears the song forgets the whole wide world.

[مِقبل @iiDevilash]

Sometimes i look up to the sky and wonder, how can birds leave everything behind and still fly so freely? And for a moment i wish i could do the same, forget everything and just fly

وفي روايةٍ اخرى؛ لَيتَني طَيرٌ لأَسبَحَ في الفَضا
وَأَوُوبَ مُغتَبِطًا مَعَ الأَطيار

[marcel @halopuffs]

Icarus had loved the sun, and Christ had loved his lambs, and the real tragedy is that I had lost you before I could touch you.

[Héritage Premier @thefemmemus]

La Mélodie de la Pluie