scraps of thoughts

"you are more magnificent than the stars above"

[loyalsuggestion]

everything is going too fast, no, I can’t see straight. I can’t hear anything over the chatter of my teeth, no, I can’t speak. just a touch out of focus and entirely off kilter. it just feels wrong. no, I can’t set it right.

[wnq-writers]

I can’t explain why or how it happens, some days I just wake up and I cannot find myself. Im not even sure where I go, I retreat so far inside my own head.

Lacee Rains (via wnq-writers)

[wnq-writers]

I hope you remember it’s okay to not be okay, and sometimes okay is simply the only answer that can come out even when you are not even sure you are. Everyone is fighting a battle. So remember that in some illogical way, we all understand each other at least a little bit. Nobody is ever really alone. We have God and the few that stick around just to hold onto that little bit of understanding.

Brianna Welborn (via wnq-writers)

[aninevitablehamartia]

i will do so many horrible, tragic things. but i swear to you, i will never stop writing. i will never cease to fill the world with the scraps of my thoughts, the endless trails of what is nonsense to one person, but the sharpest truth to another. i will not rest until my words are poured forth and visable to the eyes of the fallen, the brokenhearted. i will use words to build them back up again because words are the most powerful tool we are given and i will use them to build bridges, not a fortress.

[extrasad]

I am an emergency I’m 16 missed calls from your mom I’m panic setting into your stomach I’m nails bitten down so far that your fingers are bleeding my voice sounds like sirens and I taste like unlocked doors you could’ve sworn you locked and blood all over the fucking kitchen floor I’m the feeling in the bottom of your throat when you know that what happened here tonight cannot be undone and I know that you love me but your mouth will always freeze up when you have to dial 911 I am an emergency and you’ve never been good under pressure

(via extrasad)

[onlinecounsellingcollege]

With everything that has happened to you, you can either feel sorry for yourself or treat what has happened as a gift. Everything is either an opportunity to grow or an obstacle to keep you from growing. You get to choose.

Wayne Dyer (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

[thelovejournals]

Every poem is about you. Even the ones about other people, they’re for your eyes only. Everyone else who reads this is just a stranger looking through the window at us. It always comes back to you. It will always come back to you.

Clementine von Radics (via thelovejournals)

[thelovejournals]

Real love doesn’t meet you at your best. It meets you in your mess.

J.S. Park (via wordsnquotes)

[thelovejournals]

I want to know you. You seem like someone worth knowing. Every day I feel like I’m surrounded by people with hard edges and sour faces but I get the sense that you’re different. Too often people seem to think that they have the answers to everything. Their faces are trapped in permascowls and they can’t be bothered with anything besides their own narcissism. You aren’t like that. You still ask questions. You’re still looking for the answers.

Ryan O'Connell  (via thelovejournals)

[meanwhilepoetry]

I swore I would never want another, but have you met the boy? He carries lightning in his fingertips with skin made from flames. I knew from the moment he touched me I was ashes to his name.

Nikita Gill (via meanwhilepoetry)

[ck-writings]

i do not think that talking is one of the things i am good at. i think too much about what i want to say. or i do not think at all. but people notice. they know it too. that is why i am afraid. that someday someone will tell me that they had enough of me. because i think too much or not at all. and i am afraid i will not say the right words to make them stay. so if you know me, know that i am not a good talker but i can listen and write you poems. i hope that is enough for you to stay.

ck.writes (on Instagram)

[aninevitablehamartia]

hug!

thank you lovely anon….I really need a hug tonight…

[aninevitablehamartia]

how is it that I already miss you? this level of desperation scares me

[nighttimesuggestion]

am i the last thing you think of before you fall asleep?

[nightshade-the-demon-deactivate]

I want to _____ you.

[uncaging-the-chaos-deactivated2]

reblog and see what your followers say

Interesting..

[eye4aye-blog]

I’VE LITERALLY HAVE NEVER DONE ANYTHING TO YOU PEOPLE

[willemscream]

I was just reblogging for the above post I didn’t think I’d get any

[dutchster]

apparently you guys want to do a lot of different things with/to me

[eerie-was-i-deactivated20250218]

Okay, guys. Go ahead. I know what’s coming.

[pomegranateandivy-deactivated20]

*cautiously reblogs this*

[kikokay-k-deactivated20220521]

I’m gonna have an empty ask box…Aren’t I? *rolls on floor*  

[lilmissrantsypants]

^ My thoughts, but I’m still going to try.

[insecureitysuggestion]

All the empty inbox. Either that or the same three/four people.

[wlwsupport]

i didn’t fall in love with you at first sight. it took me a while, like everything always does. but now, after so long, your smile is sunshine, your voice is music, your eyes are joy and your arms are home

[painsuggestion]

please love me, truly. i don’t want to be hurt again by fake friends who are only sticking around so they don’t have to see me cry in the end. please notice me, truly. i want to know if you see the hurt on my face every day when you ignore me. please speak to me, truly. i want to know your true feelings before it’s too late to tell what the truth with you is anymore.