[approvers]

[ruhlare]

at the end of the day it feels like a curse to carry a heart like this because thoughts like "could i be kinder? did i overrract? was i able to hurt them less? why didn't i leave with better memories? was i able to give them the ressaurance they needed? did i make them feel better? did i leave them with more love than pain?" won't stop haunting me

[becuasefuckyouthatswhy]

[becuasefuckyouthatswhy]

what if all this… was a little lie

[sauccywitthavibes]

[figdays]

“I will eat your pain but only if you ask me to” by CortHartle

[ruhlare]

sometimes we just want someone to share our silence with

[nature-travel-photography]

Fiery Sunrise in Grand Teton NP [OC][2400x1600] - Author: ryanwrightphoto on Reddit

[kushblazer666]

[rnavka]

Yeah I’m chilling out I’m vibing but in a scared way

[nemfrog]

[skellydun]

“What is a ghost? Something dead that seems to be alive. Something dead that doesn’t know it’s dead.”

— Richard Siken, from Landscape With Fruit Rot And Millipede in “War Of The Foxes” (via adrasteiax)

[soracities]

“I kissed a woman whose freckles arouse the neighbours. She had a mole on her shoulder which she displayed like a medal for bravery. Her trembling lips meant come to bed. Her hair waterfalling in the middle of the conversation meantcome to bed. I walked in my barbershop of thoughts. Yes, I thieved her off to bed on the chair of my arms– but parted lips meant bite my parted lips. Lying under the cool sheets. Sonya! The things we did.”

— Ilya Kaminsky, ‘Before the War, We Made a Child’, Deaf Republic

[disorders]

is it cold in here or is that just my heart

[velvetmysoul]

[kvothes]

on the first day of class my astronomy professor asked us why the night sky was dark. if our universe is infinite, how can there be spaces between the stars? he didn’t answer the question until the last day– because our universe is relatively young, and is still growing. it is finite. not enough stars or galaxies have been formed to fill up the entire night sky.

but what that means to me is that somewhere, in an older universe, the night sky looks like a tapestry of diamonds. somewhere darkness is pale white and glittering. imagine being so surrounded. i haven’t gotten that image out of my head ever since– you could never navigate under such a sky but god it sounds lovely

[blossomfully]