Dulcis Memoria

Those who have already left us let us know life is so fragile, and those who are alive let us know life is so strong. [Semi-hiatus]

[yuricema-deactivated20230814]

Do not allow your loneliness to lower your standards.

[uglyandheartless]

the sun wasn’t rising on this side but I like this pic better than all the rest

[sexandmanhattan]

Se03 Ep09

[sadkuthi-deactivated20160523]

it makes me so uncomfortable when people ask me “where do you see yourself in [x] years” like……..i see myself cold in the ground my guy but thats not the answer u want to hear so this is an awkward predicament we’re in huh

[sashimisashimii]

[brunettes-n-sunsets]

I want to meet someone who actually takes the time to learn who I really am, and then continually chooses to stay

[matskahlstrom]

[amerabu]

jeez, it’s bitter

[gozart]

“Forgive my fingers for when they find your body they will lose themselves.”

— Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)

[cocvino]

[wakatteruyo]

“The other day, you walked by me with your friends and I could feel the pity in your stare. Don’t you do that. Don’t you look at what I had for you and call it weak. Not when you were the one afraid of it.”

— Caitlyn Siehl, What We Buried (via sylphism)

[shirtlessboys]

(by Steffen Fischer)

[hkmpd]

[tittytron]

for my final trick, i shall turn into a disappointment

[sakana280612]

[goldenkintsugi]

“I read a poem the other day about how our liver replaces itself after 5 months, our lungs after 3 weeks and our skin after 27 days I laughed about how absurd such facts were because it has been 7 months and I can still feel your presence in my body your kisses on my hips and your breath on my neck and trust me I tried to kill as many cells as I could after you left to try to get you the fuck out of my veins I poisoned my liver nearly every day with cheap alcohol and smoked so many cigarettes I heard my lungs begging me to stop the other night and I let too many boys undress me and touch my skin with their dirty dirty hands simply because I hoped their presence would force your ghost to get out of my bed out of my life and out of my mind but still I can hear the echoes of your footsteps as you are running in my brain and it is driving me insane because when I was 7 years old my father took me fishing and made me promise I’d never let anyone get under my skin yet here I am 13 years later destroying myself to try to forget how you destroyed me after telling me for a year how much you loved me and I can’t help but imagine how horrified my father would be to see his baby girl killing herself slowly but what he could not understand is that if I drink too much or smoke too much it is only to stop your ghost from growing and growing like the cancer that took him away.”

— Exorcism flavoured whiskey, goldenkintsugi

[manga-meow]