Brené Brown, Daring Greatly

Michael Kinnucan, The Gods Show Up

I have a terrible habit of leaving things unsaid for the sake of peace

La Nuit (before 1937)

— by Auguste Raynaud

Sweet September Blessings.

ig credit: thenovelacademy.

"You Always Meet Your Love Perchance", Paruyr Sevak (translated by Tathev Simonyan)

august 24 🌞🌳

studying outside because qm has me needing to reconnect with nature. sad to say the exam kicked my butt again. it's possible that i did enough to pass this time though...? 🤞

perhaps nothing else on earth matters, besides the love you take in, and the love you put out.

(I’m the crazy one who thinks that words reach people)

Anne Sexton, from ‘A Self-Portrait in Letters’ ⁠— W. D. Snodgrass, 11th January 1959