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this blog is a museum of my heart
the way i can romanticise a single moment into a lifetime of yearning
I need to be held by someone who cares about me deeply
my kink is being a meaningful part of someone’s life
great. i was hoping my childhood would follow me forever and attach itself to my psyche and spread like mold. This is good
can we all agree that pressing foreheads together is an underrated act of affection??
maybe growing up is just becoming who you were at 14 again but learning how to love her this time
Maybe I’m not the person you end up with. But I’m the person you’re gonna think of 10 years from now, wondering where I am. You’ll search for me in every person you'll ever meet.
I think if I could be the kind stranger in someone’s memory, that’d be enough.
— Jean-Paul Sartre, from The Flies (tr. by Stuart Gilbert & Lionel Abel), 1943 (via lunamonchtuna)