Latest Posts by hopeless-romantics - Page 2

Kaveh Akbar, from "Famous Americans And Why They Were Wrong", Pilgrim Bell

Joseph Brodsky, from The Selected Poems of Joseph Brodsky; "A Song,"

Victoria Chang, from “Untitled, 2004”, With My Back to the World

You gave me up like an old toy.

Margarita Karapanou, tr. by Karen Emmerich, from The Sleepwalker

[Text ID: "I'm scared, but it doesn't mater, I thought maybe I should wait for some other love, but it would have been a mistake. There's no greater love than what I feel for you."]

blue jacaranda blossom in 昆明kunming, yunnan province of china

color study: lavender blue by Ezra Leary

Prologue to F. Dostoevsky's 'Demons' by Jorge Luis Borges

i honestly don’t have faith in finding something super special with someone else because this generation is so far detached from their own emotions as well as others. and not all are detached because of being hurt, a lot of people have acted detached and nonchalant to seem cool. they’ve settled so far into fake emotions that they’ve made a problem for themselves and others while pretending so hard they became it. it’s not cool to act detached. it’s not cool to act nonchalant. that is how you miss some of your greatest connections. as someone who has actually been hurt before, this facade put on is dreadful.

2 April, 1937 Letters to Véra by Vladimir Nabokov

― Dorothea Grossman

— v, excerpts from a book i’ll never write #2 (via letsbelonelytogetherr)

to be seen without performing. to be heard without screaming. to be missed without disappearing. to be enough without proving it. to be held without falling apart. to be understood without explaining. to be wanted without conditions. to be. to be.

I’ve been known to enjoy a fucked up fantasy or two

Be grateful you slipped through the hands of people who had no clue how to hold you.

- Mahmoud Darwish

— Nikos Kazantzakis

— natalie díaz, from “american arithmetic”, postcolonial love poem (via letsbelonelytogetherr)

“You stay quiet, while a war happens within you.”

— Orquestrando. (via naturedisordered)

when someone fucks you over, don’t you dare ask yourself, “what did i do to deserve this?”  NOTHING. you didn’t do shit. someone taking advantage of your kindness will never be your fault.

— jessica therese, from ‘a different kind of heartbreak’ (via letsbelonelytogetherr)

— unknown (via letsbelonelytogetherr)

Joy Sullivan, “Want", Instructions for Traveling West

— Clementine von Radics, from The Next Time We Talk On Facebook (via lunamonchtuna)

Courtney Marie Andrews, from Old Monarch: Poems; “See”

[Text ID: “How rare to see someone and feel. / How rare to see someone and know / you are not alone, / for your eyes are theirs, / your pain, too. / How rare to truly see someone.”]

Be teachable. You’re not always right.

— v, from “excerpt from a book i will never write” (via letsbelonelytogetherr)