m a y h e m

chasing mirages on an endless highway

[thematicparallel]

this blog is not a well-curated museum. it’s my bedroom & i’m putting things on my shelf & taping things on the wall

[anxiouspark]

i miss feeling “home”. i don’t remember “home”

[anxiouspark]

deleting this app should be more effective than pointless deactivations ygm

[anxiouspark]

“the intimacy of adapting each other’s vocabulary, tone, typings and the grief of having to unlearn it all”

came across this somewhere and unlearn is not a necessity, sometimes not even an option, it just becomes a part of you. in the end “I’m a mosaic of everyone I’ve ever loved, even for a heartbeat”

[anxiouspark]

how powerless the one with felling ends up becoming. how convenient to manipulate and use and like you know whats happening but can say nothing absolutely nothing because you’re in love and it’s not a secret

[anxiouspark]

what in the february -

[saavisays]

“Kaash and khair were never truly opposites." Every khair carries a small, unspoken ache — a quiet kaash hiding behind the acceptance. And every kaash holds within it a soft thread of khair, a gentle belief that maybe things still unfolded the way they were meant to. Between longing and acceptance, we live in that tender in-between space where kaash becomes a part of healing, and khair becomes a part of remembering.”

Saavi

[saavisays]

I write about love the way astronomers talk about distant stars—certain of their existence, even if I’ve never been close enough to understand what it truly feels like. Love, for me, has always been a quiet theory, something I’ve observed in fragments: a softened smile, a steady hand, a voice that lowers without thinking. I haven’t met it face-to-face, not in the way people say you should, yet I keep tracing its outlines through other people’s stories. Maybe that’s why the words come so easily—they’re my way of learning its shape before it ever arrives. And when it finally does, I hope I recognise it, the way you recognise a constellation you’ve only ever studied from afar

Saavi

[nyquil-guzzler-420]

I hate that every social media platform has switched to a video centric format. I fucking hate it. Every app is so loud now. Instagram used to be quite. You could put on music and scroll to see what people are up too. Nope. Now everything has music on it or gets turned into a reel. This is why I fuck with tumblr. It's the quiet website. Just you and and the voices.

[anxiouspark]

I don’t like how much control you have on my emotions, intentionally or unintentionally

[anxiouspark]

[anxiouspark]

[anxiouspark]

"the last time i was interested in a guy, i found it hard to carry on with my life"

[bakwaaas]

me when I go out wearing an outfit I wouldn’t usually wear: oh my god everyone knows this is an outfit I wouldn’t usually wear I’m so embarrassed

[anxiouspark]

just completed when life gives you tangerines and I’ve figured even melos can’t make you tear up the way a slice of life does

[anxiouspark]

"time turned all things in our sight into watercolor" when life gives you tangerines | 2025

[anxiouspark]

"you need countless lifetimes of fate to meet even once in this life, so the third time should be the charm" when life gives you tangerines | 2025