• "soft old song for every lesbian who wants to go home again and can't with her woman lover in her arms, holding hands in the streets – simple in our love – that they twist. so, no lies: not "cousins", not "best friends", not "roommates". no second bedrooms for show, no pretend boyfriends, no custody cases, no hidden mouths, no grim smiles at jokes on the job you'd lose if they knew. / go home with joy and strength. go home, be received instead of tolerated. no anguished mothers afraid of father's response, or neighbors' gossip or grandma's heart condition. / go home to a clean welcome mat, a double bed. no questions, no accusations or expectations. i croon an old soft song for us rocking down to a kind place we won't see in our lives fighting for it, even when we're drunk in bars because we can't go home. crooning for us – my heart split." for...

• skam {finished}
• the oa {finished}
• grey's anatomy {finished}
• cosmos {finished}
• big little lies
• fear the walking dead
• game of thrones {finished}
• twin peaks {finished}
• the walking dead {finished}
• lost
• teen wolf {finished}
• stranger things {finished}
• pretty little liars
• scream {finished}
• the oc
• peaky blinders {finished}

• light

glows when they talk, dewy eyes, radiates with a blessing from the sun, calm in the air and goodness in their hearts.

• ocean

bodies full of stories, a will that ebbs and flows, lazy smiles, no real devotion to anything but existence itself, wordless lullabies.

• earth

minds like caverns, hands like stone, to hold or to hurt, heavy irises, earthquake tempers, stubborn desire for constant reconstruction.

• poison

an inexplicable sense of sharpness, hot tears, decaying cores, irreversible tornadoes and infectious whispers.

• "i am a mosaic: each piece is a different version of myself i didn't have the strength to kill and in the light, you swear i'm a different person every time."
• "metade de mim é pretensão pra ser; a outra metade é refluxo por não ser nada além de uma matéria frouxa de espaço e coragem."
• i loved him so much. when he left, i felt like i died — but i keep waking up. i feel like i've died, but i can't stop from opening my eyes in the morning." my mom on the topic of broken hearts, 2017.
• "quiero ser mi propia obra de arte. / o desastre, no importa. / pero mía."
• "remind yourself that you don't always have to be strong, that you don't always have to be the fixer. remind yourself that you can be human, that you can ask for help; that you don't always have to be the one to save yourself."

anya | 17 | brazil

• gemini
• art enthusiast
• infp
• actress

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• concept: the person i'm interested in is also interested in me. not necessarily romantically, but interested in who i am as a person. interested in my story, and how i became who i am today. they have the same eagerness towards me as i them. all feelings are reciprocated.
• concept: a rainstorm late at night, a cool breeze, lavender vanilla candles, warm blankets, an overall feeling of being tired but in a content way.
• concept: a rainstorm late at night, a cool breeze, lavender vanilla candles, warm blankets, an overall feeling of being tired but in a content way

• twitter
• curious cat
• tumblr