Kali-waya

Winter

Just Breathe by Katie Daisy on Instagram

May Sarton, "Of Grief", Selected Poems

Prague in Anthropoid (2016) dir. by Sean Ellis.

I settled for love that only left me scarred

Only told me I'm gorgeous, when he's semi-hard

And I cried in the bathroom while he played guitar

Now I lay in the bedroom and I travel far

He called me a flower and still broke my heart

He picked on my petals and tore me apart

Now I'm out in the garden 'cause love didn't last

Last in real life, so I spend my time

Reading about it, turning the pages, and pages

Allowing myself to fade in the story about him

Kiss me in chapters, love me in writing

I'll be your coat in the thunder and lightning

We'll have a house and the house is a home

And the home has a fence and I won't be alone

Leave a kiss on my forehead and I won't have to worry

'Cause our hearts never break if we're living in a story

And I'll make you breakfast and some for the kids

And they'll play piano and take vitamins

And they'll believe in love 'cause they look up to us

And you would just adore me, living in a story

I'll be the author, the insomniac

Sell creative and maybe, I get paperback

And I'll bookmark the pages to freeze where I'm at

Because time doesn't freeze, I'll beg and I'll plead, just to

Wait here a second, the snow falls upon

Your eyelashes, it's heaven, reality's hell

We'll be somewhere in Devon and we'll bake

A pumpkin pie, spend all of my time

Reading about it, turning the pages, and pages

Allowing myself to fade in the story about him

Kiss me in chapters, love me in writing

I'll be your coat in the thunder and lightning

We'll have a house and the house is a home

And the home has a fence and I won't be alone

Leave a kiss on my forehead and I won't have to worry

'Cause our hearts never break if we're living in a story

And I'll make you breakfast and some for the kids

And they'll play piano and take vitamins

And they'll believe in love 'cause they look up to us

And you would just adore me, living in a story, there'll be

No pain and no crying, no sitting in silence

No wishing for change, no change in my diet

No guilt on your conscience, no blood on your hands

No salt in our seas, no stones in our sand, there's

No hatred or violence, no little white lyin'

No waiting for pain, no love unrequited

No thorns in my roses, no sorrow unplanned

'Til then I'm content with my book in my hand

“From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them, and that is eternity.”

— Edvard Munch (via purplebuddhaproject)

Painting by Gloomy Grove on Instagram

bbc.com

South Korea martial law: Fearless woman grabs soldier's gun

Ahn Gwi-ryeong faced off with armed soldiers who were sent to stop lawmakers from entering parliament in Seoul.

What is happening to this world?

I’ve had to witness Trump making his way back to the White House, the shock of Romania’s first round of presidential elections where a pro-Russian, anti-EU, anti-NATO, anti-feminism candidate managed to take first place, the chaos unfolding in Georgia, and now this?

And yet, amidst all this turmoil, there’s still a glimmer of hope when people like Ahn Gwi-ryeong step up and do the right thing, reminding us that courage and resistance still exist in the face of oppression. ✊️

“F*ck the forces that divide us. Now's the time to stand tall.”

– Money Ties, Ren

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