fortswinwars:

"Shrouded within the park of Villa Demidoff (just north of Florence, Italy), there sits a gigantic 16th century sculpture known as Colosso dell’Appennino, or the Appennine Colossus. The brooding structure was first erected in 1580 by Italian sculptor Giambologna. Like a guardian of the pond in front of him, the giant is in an endless watchful pose, perched atop his earthy seat.”
nevver:

OK

"Of course, you never really forget anyone, but you certainly release them. You stop allowing their history to have any meaning for you today. You let them change their haircut, let them move, let them fall in love again. And when you see this person you have let go, you realize that there is no reason to be sad. The person you knew exists somewhere, but you are separated by too much time to reach them again."

"Growing apart doesn’t change the fact that for a long time we grew side by side; our roots will always be tangled. I’m glad for that."

"I’m so afraid of losing something I love that I refuse to love anything"

chloemcg:

IGNITION
A lop-eared rabbit serenading another rabbit with an R Kelly classic
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"the last time
i had anything other
than a cigarette butt
pressed against my lips
was six months ago.
i can’t remember how he tasted
but it wasn’t right anyway.
and i miss the girl i never dated
she had green eyes.
at least in my poetry she was always mine.
i spent a solid year alone
wondering what it’s like
to not have someone leave.
and i spent a year after that
wondering what it’s like
to have anyone at all.
i realized i never wrote
poems about love
because i’d never felt it.
but i figured
that’s fine
i’m young.
but i’m old enough to know
how to successfully kill myself
if i really wanted to.
and old enough to wish i’d held that girl’s hand
when i had the chance.
and i bet if someone kissed me now
i’d wonder why their breath
didn’t taste like tobacco."

nuestrahermana:

Selena Quintanilla-Pérez (April 16, 1971 – March 31, 1995)