I never thought I'd be in bloom

nooraemilia, 30, finland

[blurredcoffeeforme]

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— william wordsworth (via letsbelonelytogetherr)

[thekashishverse]

I hate having an internal monologue. Girl shut the fuck up.

[helsex]

It's crazy and wildly unfair the types of people who will be out there with no shame over any of their behavior meanwhile I'm stuck being nauseated at myself for every very normal conversation I have with someone

[paper-wounds]

[terrorignitis]

Juansen Dizon, i am the architect of my own destruction

[petaltexturedskies]

I myself keep my emptiness inside of me, and this certainty that I am alone, that nothing can satisfy me, that my happiness will have to be willed so strongly, so severely that it will be more of a fatigue than a peace.

Simone de Beauvoir, Diary of a Philosophy Student: Vol.I: 1926-1927

[literaryvein]

L. V., excerpts from the epilogue

[huellitaa]

"match my freak!" match my sweetness. match my benevolence. match my empathy. match my ability to feel emotions so deeply it tears me apart from the inside out

[tullipsink]

dreaming about you

[speedyphilosopherpanda]

I don't think I have any more "it is what it is" left.

[strokeofserenity]

Vincent Van Gogh

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Fyodor Dostoevsky, Notes from Underground

[vexheart]

[weltenwellen]

Maya C. Popa, from “Dear Life”, Wound Is the Origin of Wonder

[weltenwellen]

Hieu Minh Nguyen, from “Staying Quiet"

[weltenwellen]

Carol Rifka Brunt, Tell the Wolves I’m Home