by yeye

i love being up early but i love being up late. and i love getting lots of sleep. what now.

I blog for the girls who cry on their birthdays and lose a little bit of themselves during the summer months

anyway. onto better things

Antique Victorian 15k Gold Carved Bird Chalcedony Sweetheart Ring

“The more familiar two people become, the more the language they speak together departs from that of the ordinary, dictionary-defined discourse. Familiarity creates a new language, an in-house language of intimacy that carries reference to the story the two lovers are weaving together and that cannot be readily understood by others.”

— Alain de Botton, On Love

— Franz Kafka, Letters to Felice

this is my dumbest and most prized possession

spring is so consistently healing for me !!! I always forget how much my mood is impacted by the weather until the sun comes out and the trees start growing leaves again and everything is good

Redraw of an old drawing I did 💖

There'll be a moment when you realise you're 27 when yesterday you were just 17; and you wouldn't be able to tell how a decade passed away and your life got divided into before and afters. The fury of youth will subdue and nothing will really change but everything will feel different when you look at old photographs and blurry videos taken on cheap mobile phones. Scents will remind you of childhood and certain friends you don't talk to anymore, hangouts will become reunions and mom's burnt pie will become the best food you ever had. And I know on some days you won't be able to show anything of those 10 years but I hope you remember to breathe, and let go of the knot in your chest. I hope you go out in the sun and live a little, because tomorrow is 37.

Edit- I added the visualizer for this piece on my YT, check it out here

-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The Flesh I Burned