honeybeeyond
honeybeeyond
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honeybeeyond · 1 year ago
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@roach-works // Melissa Broder, "Problem Area" // Mary Oliver, "The Return" // @annavonsyfert // Koyoharu Gotouge, Demon Slayer // Haruki Murakami, Dance Dance Dance // David Levithan, How They Met and Other Stories // Tennessee Williams, Notebooks
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honeybeeyond · 1 year ago
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{\__/} ( • . •) / >♥️ I give this to everyone that is feeling bad right now. it’ll be ok.
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honeybeeyond · 1 year ago
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honeybeeyond · 1 year ago
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– Audrey Hepburn
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honeybeeyond · 1 year ago
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Mary Oliver
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honeybeeyond · 1 year ago
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If no one wants me
Don't worry
I exist for myself
I will take care of myself
And I will love myself
More than anything
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Mary Oliver, from “Hum Hum”, A Thousand Mornings
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honeybeeyond · 1 year ago
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Leonard Cohen, from The Complete Poems
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honeybeeyond · 1 year ago
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Mark Rothko, Untitled, 1969
Acrylic on wove paper
50 ¼ x 42 ¼ in. (127.5 x 107.2 cm)
Estate/Inventory Number2106.69
Collection of Kate Rothko Prizel. © Kate Rothko Prizel and Christopher Rothko
NGA
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honeybeeyond · 1 year ago
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Don't say the L word
I remember the way you ate them, With more sugar than in your tea, In the heat of summer, from my tree.
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honeybeeyond · 1 year ago
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cut out words
every letter writer was prayed for by name and need.
that’s prayer.
she had her paws against the glass like she wanted to come in.
the best way to get the last word, is to apologize.
God, be with us, I prayed.
afternoons, I’d find her sprawled across a sofa, snoozing away. it was the very work I had prayed for.
bringing words to life, why not travel with kindred souls?
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honeybeeyond · 1 year ago
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honeybeeyond · 1 year ago
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bro, the me inside your head is kind to you, right? haha? 🤨
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honeybeeyond · 1 year ago
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The purest form of love is consideration. When someone thinks about how things would make you feel. Pays attention to detail. Holds you in regard when making decisions that could affect you. In any bond, how much they care about you can be found in how much they consider you
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babe are u okay ur crying about closeness lines over time by olivia de recat again
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