Honey, Youre Familiar

honey, you’re familiar

like my mirror, years ago

idealism sits in prison

chivalry fell on its sword

These are the weedy wildflowers of my neighbourhood - I stumble across them on my walks all the time. Have you spotted any of these growing around you?

They are non native species to my area, but they’ve made themselves quite at home. Depending on where you are in the world, these may not be quite so weedy! But weedy or not I love them 🥀💖

(the print is available here, too!)

I was tame, I was gentle till the circus life made me mean. Don't you worry, folks, we took out all his teeth. Who's afraid of little old me? Well, you should be, you should be, you should be

♥️The photo on my second banner, as taken by myself last summer at a local rose garden, at dusk. Requested by @teddyhoneybear. | Please don’t repost without permission — if so, credit ♥️

“I don’t know what living a balanced life feels like. When I am sad, I don’t cry, I pour. When I am happy, I don’t smile, I glow. When I am angry, I don’t yell, I burn. The good thing about feeling in extremes, is when I love, I give them wings. But perhaps that isn’t such a good thing, cause they always tend to leave and you should see me, when my heart is broken. I don’t grieve, I shatter.”

— Rupi Kaur, Milk and Honey

Take me to the Lakes where all the poets went to die. I don't belong and, my beloved, neither do you. 💔🥀