together we will create a home with no loud anger, no explosive rage, no slamming doors or breaking glass, no holes punched into the walls so hard that the foundation rocks and cracks. our home will be gentle, it will be warm. i will keep you safe and you will keep me still. no fear, no hurt, no worry. we come from broken and twisted places but together we will build something whole and safe. we will curl around each other like a pair of quotation marks at night, warm and comforted. in the mornings, you’ll sing in the shower again. we will heal, and we will raise a family that doesn’t need to heal.
Such a wholesome post, love it.
Oh, I have some muses hugging their little family right now…
Tag: quotes
homelanding – margaret atwood [x]
“be stubborn about your goals but flexible about your methods.” the best advice I’ve ever received.
I am very cruel to myself. I demand perfection, but I am very lazy. I want to become great, but I fear the result of becoming misunderstood. I desire to be loved, but I panic at the thought of becoming rejected. I yearn to heal, but I long for the things that destroy me in the end.
Yeah things can get creepy and sleazy and slimy, but even that distasteful fiction or reworking of the fiction can then itself be recontextualized or even rooted out or used by somebody else. So it’s like a palimpsest, right? That’s a story that’s rewritten, and you write your own story on top of it and somebody else can write on top of it. And then the whole writing on rewriting of stuff becomes its own thing. And I feel like that’s my ultimate ideal of a fandom.
“In the depths of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer”
– Albert Camus
I always have such need to merely talk to you. Even when I have nothing to talk about – with you I just seem to go right ahead and sort of invent it. I invent it for you. Because I never seem to run out of tenderness for you and because I need to feel you near. Excuse the bad writing and excuse the emotional overflow. What I mean to say, perhaps, is that, in a way, I am never empty of you; not for a moment, an instant, a single second.
Finding meaning in life by Emery Allen,
never let them go
thank you @supahgays @alexxdanverrs @sanjunipero1987 @meredithsgrey @dianaprincedc @eleanorrshellstrop @maggiesawyer @aunicorndumbass @sawyermaggie and @sawyerdnvers for telling me why sanvers matter and what they mean to you.
– “When they tell you what they are, Believe them.”