Astriferous

23. her. she. hopeless romantic. i write a little bit sometimes.

[jockinit]

having friends is important because otherwise you’ll stay convinced your parents are normal

[goth-queen]

[maxxxjd008]

based on a true story

[elizabethsinclair]

love elizabeth s.

[nixscriptum]

[kisxmesoft]

I don't care what anyone says, brilliance is sexy. Intelligence is sexy. Maturity is sexy. Having a mentally stimulating conversation is sexy. Having a great body is good, being fit is great, health is important. Charm is nice. But intelligence, my God, intelligence is absolutely sexy.

[nixscriptum]

[ajarofwords]

I feel like I live inside an endless funeral, where time doesn’t move, only lingers. People come and go, offering quiet condolences, and I greet them with a practiced smile, nodding as if I belong to this ritual. I’ve learned how to look whole while carrying something that isn’t. Sometimes I stay longer than I should, not because I want to, but because I don’t know where else to go. Beyond this space feels uncertain, while here, everything I’ve lost still feels close—just out of reach.

[junglejim4322]

People really underestimate the power of just telling someone you like them. romantically obviously but hell even just platonically too. You can admit you enjoy peoples presence it doesn’t have to be mind games it’s okay to just be sincere and true with your thoughts and intentions btw

[nostalgic-suggestions]

Tell The People You Love That You Love Them, By Rachel C. Lewis

[mournfulroses]

Sylvia Plath, from a diary entry featured in The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

[fakesurprise]

Six words to make seven wounds: Did you forget or did I? A blistering silence, an empty space Sorrow that should not be And something that should have no name

[ajarofwords]

There’s a bottomless hollow where my heart used to beat,

an ache that swells and folds me in its grief.

I scream in silence

my voice swallowed by the dark,

choking on echoes of my own cries.

I’ve become the pit I once feared to see,

and I die a little more each time it calls to me.

[unseenmonstermuse]

I pray you find someone who talks to you gently, even when they’re mad.

[glowcowboy]

without arts & crafts we are in hell

[metamorphesque]

— Yū Miri, Tokyo Ueno Station

[b1rd1e]

tmi doesn't exist to me. I love information

[wholeheartedsuggestions]

we are all “difficult” sometimes. that doesn’t make you a problem or a burden or an inconvenience. it makes you a human being with feelings.

[ajarofwords]

I see you slipping letters,

holding the pieces

of your torn heart

beneath the battered door.

Papers whisper stories

of your slaughtered love,

echoes from the battles

that long pronounced you dead.

Yet still, you try

to master the science

of stitching yourself back,

just to taste love again.