lovergirl-1854

[lovergirl-1854]

Yesterday I got (a whooping) three grandma accusations

i feel like i’ve been alive for centuries

[lovergirl-1854]

I say, laying in my bed while the clock hits 13

woke up earlier and fighting to stay awake rn because i dont wanna keep starting every day in the afternoon

[lovergirl-1854]

This a semi poetic rambling on how I felt when I found out my boyfriend ghosted a girl before we began our relationship and how I feel when I realise that he’s a man.

Do not mistake it for poetry.

It’s called “the girl code” you bastard.

An angel hurt a stranger,
And it was an angel you love—
The one you hold dearest.
The one.

The stranger could be anyone,
Except she really
Isn’t.
Does that matter?
Does that matter?

An angel hurt a stranger,
And it was an angel you love.
But the stranger was a stranger from a small town.
A stranger is a person you don’t know,
But I know this one.


The stranger could be strong,
Stronger than the angel—
And then it doesn’t matter if the angel hurt the stranger.

And it was the angel you love.


Or the stranger could be weak,
Weak like me.
And then it does matter,
Oh, how it does.

Because the angel hurt the stranger,
But the stranger could’ve been
Me.
Does that matter?

And the angel had his reasons, and I know them very well.
Oh, I know them.
I know them.
I even understand them.
The stranger does not.
Does that matter?
Does that matter?

Does it matter that the angel had his reasons?
And that I even understand them?


I’m not mad.
I don’t feel anger’s spark.
Because the angel is an angel I love,
And he could do anything.
He could hurt anyone.

And in the end,
I wouldn’t bat an eye.
That matters.
That matters.
Doesn’t it?

The angel could kill,
And he would still be an angel in these eyes.
That matters.
Doesn’t it?

Even an angel I love.
That matters.
That matters.
Doesn’t it?

[lovergirl-1854]

Blue Banisters is the best Lana album. Fight me.

[lovergirl-1854]

Jim Morrison knows my deepest secret fear

[lovergirl-1854]

Photographs by Teddy Aarni (Namibia, 1919-1985)

All unknown titles, unknown years

I love the ones where he perfectly captured cats but you should definitely check out his other portraits as well. He really has a talent for capturing personality and feeling in his photos (even if the model is a cat)!

[lovergirl-1854]

No babe haha, it’s totally cool.

I have no idea what flew into me

When my palm struck your face

When you tried to look at my notes app

Babe.

Don’t worry about it

Baby?

(Poem by me)

[lovergirl-1854]

(Posting my fresh-off-Pinterest catch the way a cat presents a mouse carcass to it’s owner.)

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Textile art by Anna Casparsson (Sweden, 1861-1961)

“Saga of life” (1930)

Velvet with embroidery, applications, glass stones, pearls and painting. Seeing it in reality made me feel like the little girl with the big princess aspirations I used to be.

[lovergirl-1854]

You answer an atheist prayer, darling.

Fumble,

try,

reach,

in the dark.

(When you bend your lover over, baby)

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Lines by me, drawing by some guy called Klimt or something idk