Do you ever speak to people who so completely believe that feminism is not necessary or not as big of an issue that it is physically impossible to speak with them because their ignorance is so strong that it’s overwhelming. I just got told ‘I wonder what will happen when you little teen feminists go into the real world. You’ll probably abandon ship.’ Or we’ll grind our heels into your misogynistic narrow minded arses goddamn
I just found your blog and I think I love you.
God, I’m not a good person to love but thank you x
Have you written anything on how to say I love you is the most subtle of ways? Where the person the words are for never catches on, but maybe one night laying in bed at two am it will dawn on them, and they'll still be second guessing the true meaning of your sneaky euphemisms?
Oh man, I haven’t but that’s actually a pretty wonderful idea so maybe I will! x
I love your writing so much, I've never found anyone's work that speaks to me so much and that is just so beautiful to read. I'm having finals right now and even though I allow myself to do anything during my breaks, I just always end up coming on your blog and rereading your work. Thank you.
Oh my god I can’t believe you’re reading my writing during finals week that’s the sweetest thing thank you so so much and I hope you do wonderfully with your exams! x
❝ I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees ❞
—— Pablo Neruda
❝ Go for someone who is proud to have you. ❞
Do you think it's possible to hurt someone you love? Because I have, I have hurt someone so terribly but I never stopped loving them. Why do we hurt those that we love?
Because we know they’ll love us still.
God damn it Azra, she made me feel again.
I think the worst and the best thing about people is how quickly you can learn to love them and how long it takes for that love to go away but seconds to come back. It’s not surprising is it baby? That she made you feel again.
how about a list of your favorite songs? pleeeeeeeease? :)
YES this question makes me so damn happy:
- Love Club - Lorde
- Retrograde - James Blake
- No Angels - Bastille
- I See Fire - Ed Sheeran
- Still - Daughter
- Whatever You Like - Anya Marina
- Laughing With - Regina Spektor
- Sweater Weather - The Neighbourhood
- I Wanna Be Yours - Arctic Monkeys
- Love Love Love - Of Monsters & Men
- Dreams - Bastille feat. Gabrielle Aplin
- Youth Knows No Pain - Lykke Li
- Bones - MS MR
- Full Circle - Half Moon Run
- Out of My League - Fitz and The Tantrums
- Thinking ‘Bout You - Frank Ocean
Hi! Your blog has inspired me to read more poetry, however I don't know where to begin... Any suggestions?
Yes, of course! I’ll break it into three categories.
- I have a list of favourite spoken word pieces right here
- My favourite poets are:
- Alysia Harris
- Jeanann Verlee
- Sarah Kay
- Warsan Shire
- Rudy Francisco
- Mary Lambert
- My favourite poets on tumblr are (in no particular order):
I hope you enjoy them and I’m glad you’ve been inspired to read more poetry! x
Someone told me that they saw you today
you were standing alone at the supermarket
a grapefruit cradled between your hands
like a bird’s egg and I didn’t know if I should be
sad or proud about the way you’ve grown since us
or how you used to hold me like that
as though I was just shy of breaking but baby
well done, for shrugging yourself into clothes
and crawling out of bed because the last time
we were in a place together you held my hands so hard
that my knuckles turned white and I had nail marks
on my wrists for an entire week and the only way
that you could talk to me was lips by ear
in case somebody heard you speak, baby I admit
that I liked the way you felt when you were near me
digging so far into my hips until we were both edges
but there is nothing healthy about the way you fold
curling so tight until you are an origami swan
holding your breath for minutes at a time because
the bustle of life turns you into the definition of
so I heard that you were alone today, in a place today
cradling a grapefruit between your two open palms
and I half wished that it was me and half prayed
that you would learn to unwind further
Azra.T "on loving a boy with anxiety"
What would you write about if you were to name a poem 'here'?
I think I would write about how ‘here’ sounds like home or sounds like belong and belonging isn’t always about where you are but who you’re holding hands with and that it’s the same as being anywhere at all as long as you’re surrounded by people who think you’re the loveliest thing they know and still don’t want to own you or how it can be broken into these lovely lapses of time where ‘here’ means a person, or a place or a piece of music or how people love each other from across oceans and think all the time ‘I want to be there with you’ and maybe it takes months or years but they finally get to see each other and it turns into ‘I’m so glad to be here with you’ there’s so much belonging in it I don’t know
Atlas Hands -
Benjamin Francis Leftwich
I will remember your face
'Cause I am still in love with that place
When the stars are the only things we share
Will you be there?
Atlas Hands - Benjamin Francis Leftwich
❝ It was probably nothing but it felt like the world. ❞