blaming it on being soft spoken is another way of saying that nobody really tries to listen

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@desperatelydreadingthesummer
blaming it on being soft spoken is another way of saying that nobody really tries to listen
just because the sun sets in different directions for us doesnt mean that we cant agree that it sets
you can grow a tree and realize the fruit it bears are bitter, but you must recognise that what you provided was just as tart
im nothing but a diary to you, pages blank, maybe once im no longer, youll read me like a book
The ice dripping off rythmically was the only thing keeping him sane. At this point his brain was stew, which was the only warm thing about him. His icy fingertips danced across the keyboard with soft pitter padders followed by a heavy sigh, the days loss waying on him. The gentle rise and fall of his companions side gave him some sort of comfort and peace knowing he wasnt alone, but it didnt rest his aching heart.
soft rain falling apon the flowers, the smell of pine trees, the yearning to embrace amongst, how simple yet exquisite
im just a brick, break everything i touch, right? that's what you said, right? am i still so useless? im not looking for the same things as you, right? i dont care about you, right? guess ill just float, searching for your leftovers, only collecting your heavy, now youve dropped your pencil just to push me onto the cold floor, thats what you wanted all along, right? im just a dog to kick, wrap the chain around my neck, i can take it, ive given you all my bones, ill let you break them down to burn in the fire, just let me stay by your warmth, i said i was sorry but ill never really repent, you keep tightening your grip enough to blur my vision, but i cant fall yet, id never force myself, ill wait on my chain for you to give me affection, its just another heavy added onto my chain, i ask for too much, right? i cant carry anymore, its all so heavy
every time we hurt ourselves cherry blossoms fall at our feet, but we will always remember the blooms that have fallen, no matter how many times we are rebirthed, because they leave saplings behind
my sweet, my love, lets hold hands in the gardens, lets embrace beside the carnations, and kiss beneath the trees
i miss such silly things, i miss the people who hurt me most, sometimes i want to save toxic friendships, but i know i shouldnt, i know thats not healing
theres no room to breathe in here
too dark to see
too much pollution
my throat is clogged
my chest is hollow
my head stuck under murky waters
im struggling to hold on
but there is no threat
nothing holding me under
my own mind is trapping me
this is the headspace i created
my own mind is killing me
my own mind is flushing me out
because i have no reason to swim to the surface
im afraid
you scare me
im afraid
im afraid of getting too close(or maybe not close enough)
you show too much of yourself to me(yet too little for me to understand)
youre too fragile for me to cradle
youll slip right through my fingers
im afraid
im afraid not for you
but for me
and the glass that falls beneath my feet
you just keep coming back
taking
taking
taking every last crumb
your feast is over
i have no more sympathy to offer
i have no more
i have no more bread to keep you coming back to the table
for you have never once offered me your wine