hazy love

• nineteen • london • stormy sunsets are where my heart's at.

[consecuences]

[darkestfires]

praying im just on my period

[darkestfires]

need to say it somewhere so I ran back to tumblr I WANT ANOTHER 10 HOURS OF NIGHT SO I CAN LISTEN TO MY RECORDS AND GET ENOUGH SLEEP

[darkestfires]

EVERY SECOND COUNTS

[thickness-protection-program]

Always in a constant state of "hmm maybe I wasn't as normal in that conversation as I thought I was"

[nothingbutloveforyou]

i think waiting together is a love language. wait for the train with me, so we can talk a little longer. wait for dinner with me, we can slow dance in the kitchen. wait for me until i can talk after crying my eyes out, hold me, we will figure it out. wait for me when it gets rough, i know i can get through this (with you). wait for me in the car, this song is too good to not finish listening to it. wait for the first snow with me, cold red noses and bright eyes. lets wait for each other, i love you.

[latejulys]

@mangoslixes​

[she-went-mad-so-she-deactivated]

hey december, guess im feeling unmoored

[ruhlare]

the night sky reminds me of you

[ruhlare]

[what-the-hyuck]

I'm not sure if this will come out right but:

Being loved is NOT a reward for being beneficial or useful in any way. You don't become less deserving of being loved if you aren't productive for a day or if you have a bad day and can't get out of bed.

I promise. Being loved has nothing to do with how you "help" the world or those around you.

[ashberrrry]

what do you mean i didn't reach out i literally thought about you the whole time

[nymphpens]

girls be like, "why do i have such high standards in men?" my sister in christ you read Jane Austen

[creatingnikki]

the journey towards ourselves is too long and so we need to stop by others’ homes. share a meal, share notes. crack lame jokes, hug 20 seconds longer. does not make you weak. wanting others, needing others - it does not make you someone who doesn’t love yourself. stopping by your soul may affect me in ways I cannot predict but if I feel warmth, I will stop by. twenty hours or 13,000 days? I do not know. you do not know. and that’s okay. will you journey with me or will be say our goodbyes and keep memories and mementos with strong nostalgic spells? again, I don’t know. but I am open to finding that out. loving you is not going to distract me from wanting to learn to love myself. being loved by you is never a replacement or quick fix for the love I need to give myself. maybe when I was thirteen. but now at twenty-five things are clearer. not in high-definition but clearer still. so to anybody who tells me that our journey to finding ourselves and loving ourselves has to be in isolation and independent of others, to them I say…to them I say nothing. I do not have to justify my beliefs and values to people I don’t want as a part of my journey anyway. 

[darkestfires]

i rly believe in and adore the beauty of having your own physical space to occupy and still choosing to share it with someone else like that is the definition of intimacy to me and i believe that photography/videography can really narrate this concept in a way that can't be explained in words

[booniesbride]

i love polaroids that look like dreams

[virgoasf]

[curlsandstems]

I need this.

[poni1kenobi-deactivated20250915]

Reblogged last year, hoping it comes this year

[cloysterbell]

Being 25+ is just [eats one unhealthy thing and immediately regrets it] [sits on knee wrong and immediately regrets it] [sleeps with the wrong pillow and immediately regrets it]

[femmeduartsblog]

Glitter looks by lou sims 🦋