💔 heartbroken 💔

lexi, i've been through too many breakups

[igmakeup]

[sunflorally]

if you are thinking of reaching out and reconnecting with a toxic friend, significant other, or family member from your past, this is your reminder that you cut them off for a reason. stay strong. I know you may miss them, but you are better off without them.

[breakups]

she is a philosophical dreamer, a child of the cosmos who searches for home amongst the sea, mountain peaks, and sky. she seeks the comfort and love of earth - receives intuitive vision through sleep, imagination, and travel.

[naturaekos]

[comett]

lorde // liability

[trashboat]

part of your twenties is shedding the idea of grandeur that your life would have and just savouring the simple joys of being

[faerings-dreamscape]

To Fall For a Human

We were dining as if the end of the world was near. We danced until the night sky appeared, and we laughed until our lungs could no longer handle it. I looked at you, as you cluelessly followed me, and I found myself entranced by your innocence. My dear, the world is dangerous for you here, but I’d like it if you let me keep you a little while longer.

Won’t you let me?

[thegoodvybe]

[tafttheatre]

[breakups]

so you do impromptu writing?? that's so cool

Most of what I wrote during my travels was impromptu, I’d look at someone and write. Simple lines such as:

“She is a lover and a nourisher, yet she is woman who knows exactly what she wants”

“His mind is a valley with ups and downs, but his body is tornado alley that unleashes hysteria and hurricanes”

[not-the-real-norbert-hofer]

me: *lying face down in mud in the middle of the scottish highlands*

friend: what are you doing?

me: *muffled because of the dirt* I’m having me time

[neckkiss]

[kirbyshay11]

When I said I like it rough I meant sex… not the whole fucking relationship damn

[breakups]

Would you share with us some of your writing?

Most of what I worked on during my travels is considered impromptu writing and on the go, blending what I see with words. It’s quick, an exercise in people watching.

She captures the spectrum of heaven’s light in her rounded eyes, shaped like a full moon and dotted with the pearl of Venus. Her cheeks are dipped in the rose of apples, and her voice is mixed with the essence of honey dew.

His body rises with the sun and sets with the velvet twilight in the west. He looks to the horizon and senses his forever, appreciating the hours when the world is asleep and he can delight with what few others can see, leaking into every frost and feather.

She is sensitive and yet stoic, she is a dreamer but she is practical, she moves with the sea and the tides, and yet she remains still in the midst of chaos, a preserver and protector of every element from every element.

[syntacked]

My favorite part of my morning routine is sitting in bed for 15 minutes and thinking about how tired I am.

[breakups]

Really nice to see you back and posting, a pleasant feature on my dash. What drew you away?

I’ve been travelling the world for the past six months, building my portfolio and writing. Decided it was time to head home two weeks ago in Paris as I missed home. Tumblr wasn’t a priority while I was travelling, but now that I’m back, I see no reason to indulge in the occasional scroll through my dash.

[breakups]

We find comfort in solitude.