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sapphicswiftie · 6 months
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By Najwan Darwish, Palestinian Poet
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sapphicswiftie · 11 months
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oh my god, I just realized that begin again starts with “took a deep breath in the mirror“ and then you’re losing me starts with a fucking sigh ???
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sapphicswiftie · 1 year
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🌿 life has not forgotten you
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sapphicswiftie · 1 year
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“You have to be some level of delusional to be happy” I say to him. “To sit there and see the world for exactly what it is? Only a madman wouldn’t go mad”
-𝘢𝘺𝘢 //𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘱𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘳𝘢𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘴𝘦
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sapphicswiftie · 1 year
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"Almost every woman I have ever met has a secret belief that she is just on the edge of madness, that there is some deep, crazy part within her, that she must be on guard constantly against losing control - of her temper, of her appetite, of her sexuality, of her feelings, of her ambition, of her secret fantasies, of her mind.”
Elana Dykewomon, "Notes for a Magazine," Sinister Wisdom #36 (Winter 1988/89).
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sapphicswiftie · 1 year
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“The other day, lying in bed, I felt my heart beating for the first time in a long while. I realized how little I live in my body, how much in my mind”
-Rodger kamenetz, from Terra infirma
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sapphicswiftie · 1 year
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sapphicswiftie · 1 year
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“It isn’t fair to be the kind of creature who is able to love but unable to stay.”
— Charlotte McConaghy, “Migrations”
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sapphicswiftie · 1 year
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“Don’t apologize too much, kid. It’ll bleed you dry.”“What if you’ve a lot to apologize for?”“Once is enough for anything.”
Charlotte McConaghy, Migrations
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sapphicswiftie · 1 year
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All my life I’ve been running from my parents. I’ve been trying to escape becoming like my mother. Then later in life like my father. I find myself trying to avoid both their paths all at once. And I realize, in the process of running, in knowing who I don’t want to be, I’ve lost who I am. Who I want to become.
All I know is what I fear.
So will I ever stop running? Can I ever run to myself? Will all this running lead me to me?
And I find, perhaps I must sit in silence and discomfort, until I build my own home. Until I become my peace.
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sapphicswiftie · 1 year
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sapphicswiftie · 1 year
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No offense but I will never walk Cornelia street again
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sapphicswiftie · 1 year
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Obsessed with how the internet is in flames talking about Taylor and meanwhile she is in Liverpool cosplaying as a sexy museum thief. I love to see women winning !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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sapphicswiftie · 1 year
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i don’t think a breakup negates the art that was created when those feelings were there. lover is still full of love. reputation is still full of fierce secrecy. folklore and evermore are still full of comfort. i don’t think that love is taken away from these things, the feelings are still there and matter. sacred prayer i was there etc
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sapphicswiftie · 1 year
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thinking of any relationship ending as "it had just run its course" makes me so physically ill
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sapphicswiftie · 1 year
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part of accepting love for me also requires accepting grief, dissolution. my pets will die, my friends may drift from me, lovers may have a change of heart. none of it makes the love in vain. part of accepting love is accepting movement. but love is mostly letting myself get lost in the moment, i am learning. letting myself be fully alive in the now. i dont always need to think that far ahead all the time. the potential exists now.
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sapphicswiftie · 1 year
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love that doesn’t last forever and ever is still beautiful and worthwhile btw
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