Babeee

snail mail mental health support!

hey! i know that particularly with the start of a new school year, a lot of people are feeling lonely and are struggling with their mental health. at some point, i would like to find the funds to send mental health care packages, but until then, how about some mental health support letters?

i’ll send a hand written letter along with other little things such as playlists, art, poetry, stickers, etc.! this is just to give you a little boost but if you’d like an actual pen pal and feel like writing back, feel free to do so but it’s definitely not a requirement or expectation!

unfortunately, i can only do this within the UK, but even if you’re not in the UK i’d appreciate if you could reblog to help reach more people.

if you’re interested, please message me with your name and address for me to send the letter, along with your pronouns, what you’ve been struggling with, and some of your favourite things (favourite colours, animals, anything!)

Randomly hearing your song on the radio is more satisfying then playing it directly from your phone (source)

Querer no puedo, mas que amarte, pues eres la dicha de este corazón errante, preciosa doncella de presencia distante. Me vuelves de humo ante tu aliento, vago en el ósculo de tu ser henchido de fuego... Ven, respírame, que sin ti me muero. Desear más sería pecado, con saberte viva me doy por atrapado. No importa si muero, en ti, encerrado. Curioso es que, contigo, el fuego que Somos se vuelve suspiro de vapor entre nubes de diamantes.

— Esu Emmanuel©, I cannot want you, but I can love you, for you are the joy of this wandering heart, precious maiden of distant presence. You turn me into smoke before your breath, I wander in the osculum of your being full of fire... Come, breathe me in, for without you I die. To wish for more would be a sin, knowing you're alive I'm trapped. It doesn't matter if I die, enclosed in you. Curious is that, with you, the fire that we are becomes a sigh of steam among clouds of diamonds.

light

mitski // blanche dubois

BLUE LIGHT // ABBEY // A STREETCAR NAMED DESIRE

Through sunny days and shadowy nights. Through the mornings filled with mourning and those evenings lit up by moonbeams. Through the ups and downs, through all sights and sounds. I want you there. I want to take this journey with you.

J.c.A

*listens to straight people for 5 mins*

me:

Frida Kahlo & Chavela Vargas. Photo by Nickolas Muray, 1945

"Nothing is worth more than laughter. It is strength to laugh and to abandon oneself, to be light. Tragedy is the most ridiculous thing." ~ Frida Kahlo

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When will you realize that you and I belong together

We may be toxic for one another but living another day with you is painful

The pain eats me away day by day

The moons calls to me at night, reflecting all our memories

The frosty cold night breeze prickles through my skin, reminding me of our romantic walks by the park and how you kissed me breathlessly as if I was your oxygen

show me the places where the others gave you scars (insp.)