#to love and be loved

[mournfulroses]

Anton Chekhov, from The Complete Plays of Anton Chekhov; "Ivanoff,"

[fragmentos-adolescentes]

Me he sentido más amado en los brazos de la amistad que en los brazos del amor.

-Dark prince

[noname-404s-blog]

-Tales by Gendys

[painted-bees]

[Oc's]

[skinnylorax]

jean was taught into thinking that it’s not okay to like men, to even love anyone at all. he acknowledged his feelings but never acted on them. his sexuality was another part of him he was forced to ignore- to pretend it never existed.

now he’s with the trojans, surrounded by many queer teammates, and he will learn that it’s okay to love, it’s okay to act on it. he doesn’t have to push down kevin, or renee, or jeremy. and his team will accept him.

[mooneclaire]

it's one thing to die for you, but it's another thing to live for you. with you.

[thesettingofthesun]

[itsmegallene]

And when you found that peace, that home you longed for so long..

Don't ever cage it. Ever.

Protect it for the time being but don't ever be selfish; care for it with your lightest caresses

Forever is the sweetest thing—

thus the angels have sung; poets and mercenaries have spoken or preach about long before you were even born.

—Gallene //forever home;

[thebabblingbrookenook]

I ADORE this.

[birbsandbreads]

Carol Lee, To die for

[exhalebabes]

Got to watch For Black Boys and Shifters in one day🥰 Fed. Spoilt. Incredible productions. Shifters was the romance I needed! Soulmate romances >>>>

[blaccsccorpio]

May the children of Earth learn to heal, grow, and love. No (legal)boundaries, no fear, no hesitation. May we march towards our sparks with resiliency, courage, faith, patience, and compassion for ourselves and others. May we stand our ground and look our fears in the eyes for what they truely are. May we dive to our limit and make it back. May we find what/who we love, our purpose, our family. May we the children of Earth find safety in her arms.

"We are here and we see you. Do not fret. Do not cry. For I am watching. All will be as you wish. Let go and become yourself. The rest is not far behind." -L

[itisnotpoetry]

"The eyes will always be our windows. It is a traditional concept and such concepts don't change with the changing time."

If I ever want to know whether the curve in your lips aligns with your heart, I will look into your eyes. The color of your lips changes with the sadness in your eyes and the raging train of thoughts in your mind. If I ever have to pray for you, I shall pray for your eyes and for that gleam to never die. Your eyes make me fall in love and your lips tie our knot. I am not ashamed to tell you that I might have fallen in love with your eyes and lips first.

"I hope some traditions never change. Falling in love should always start from the eyes."

—a.

[cosmic-kaden]

I am imagining both Arwen and Aragorn taking care of me right now. I'm pretty sure I have food poisoning...

Arwen would help with getting me water to keep me hydrated and she would help hold my hair out of my face if I had to throw up, being ever caring, rubbing my back and helping me wipe my tears away (as when I throw up its violent to the point it literally chokes me and makes my throat bleed)

Aragorn would lay with me, providing extra warmth if I needed it or a cool cloth to my head if I felt overheated, he'd gently run his fingers through my hair and reassure me that this will pass he would gently rub my back as I drifted into sleep.

I just need them right now I feel completely awful.

[mooneclaire]

that love of yours... has taught me how i would rather sit and have a cup of coffee with my demons so that they could agree that leaving you would indeed make them win, except they would not ever consider it a victory; but an unfortunate choice that i've once again listened to them rather than being with the person who always chooses to pump love at the right places where it was once deprived.

[llanekee]

Why is love a mine of mess and mistakes?  What if I love and don’t know what to do about it?  What happens to love if we can’t get it right?

Maybe love is a mine on the verge of collapse Because see how it’s caving under the pressure Of the wrongness in missteps and misbehaviour

Why is love a mine of sugar and salts? What if I love and immediately fall out of it? What happens when love isn’t done right?

Maybe love is a mine without a single diamond Nothing to dig, nothing to live for Why are we here, why do we choose To dig away in this mine until we find Something to love forever When love is a mine uncertainly full With promises that might go painfully unfulfilled?

-by Lane Key :]