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Mont Sainte-Victoire, Paul Cezanne
Medium: oil,canvas
https://www.wikiart.org/en/paul-cezanne/mont-sainte-victoire-6
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Poplars, Row in Autumn, 1891, Claude Monet
https://www.wikiart.org/en/claude-monet/poplars-row-in-autumn
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pityparities · 7 years
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strangers, halsey feat. lauren jauregui  X sacred and profane love, titian
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today it occurred to me, as i helped a little girl in a pink dress embroidered with flowers, that these children were little humans too. they liked bubble tea and fast food and princesses and movies too. she'd watched big hero six four times, once more than i did, and she was quiet like i was and looked at me with big eyes, wary, anxious like five year old me - who cried in an enrichment class as her mother watched her through the door - but also gentle and trusting and laughing at the smallest things. you learn sometimes when you're there to teach, and suddenly the circumstances - me, there to help out with a programme i'd once known five, six, seven years ago, and her, there because of family situations and domestic troubles and really, just shelter - didn't seem to matter to much when it came to us as people. i looked at her and i saw myself and i saw that we were both very very human. (also i guess i thought about what it was like for the people there and the turmoil and upheaval and i just felt...so lost. to think about going there to help but afterward going with friends and getting a good lunch easily and going back home, a good home, easily, when these kids are about a third my age and probably have seen more. i don't know what they think of when they think of home but i hope they think of us, just a little, when it comes to more abstract things like games and fun and perhaps even joy.)
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reblog this n tag it w how tall u r im curious
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I love your sand/water poem!! So elegant
aww thank you muchly:’) tbh i’m just intrigued about the relationship between the solid and liquid / form and formless / hard and softness of it all and plus i really do love the sea:-)
come talk to me more about poetry haha and i’m typically not one for poems - i like vague, impressionist prose - but i’m trying to get back into writing and poetry is a nice way to dip my toes
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sometimes i look at mcewan’s atonement and i’m just really jealous?? idk man if i wrote a thing like that i won’t ever hope to top it i’d just hug that baby forever
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you were wildfire and i guess i didn’t realise i was too much forest till i was set ablaze.
what i’m trying to say is, i don’t think we’re good for each other. 
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don’t take the money / bleachers
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we were quite wondrously infinite in that moment, when your hands pressed against my back and lips against mine. we were held in a moment, cloaked in darkness, crystallised in amber. the world shrank to immediate sensations, and you - just you.
time and tide wait for no man, but perhaps they slow down, sometimes, for two little girl lovers.
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i am a white knight, my mother tells me, even though i am a small girl in soft clothes, covered in embroidered flowers. not shining armour and the clink of the sword, but tender palms and quiet voice and upturned lip that curls when you come to me - with your eyes sad and voice caught on the edges of your words. i want nothing more than to soothe the furrow of your brow and make your troubles go away. i’d cut my hands slaying your dragons and climbing the walls to the tower you’ve encased yourself in. i am a white knight and you are my princess and together we don’t live happily ever after. instead there are things like codependency and enabling and burning out , and this fairytale ended the moment it begun.
once upon a time
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04/26/17
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tiredness is soft sheets and rustling covers and the heaviness of limbs, and i am more than happy to sink into its warm embrace.
sometimes dead tired is good tired
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you are foam tipped waves and i am merely sand. we meet, hard edges and a million grains against smooth surfaces. you flood me, pooling in darkest corners and into cool embraces. you draw me in  caressing the shore, and steal back.  you take parts of me with you, and i erode, i erode, i erode.
sand and sea - you and me.
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“Yeah it feels like summer to me When she was a lover to me.”
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