time is a runner, but god, i'm a chaser.

[gay-tm]

[wootn]

When u hold your hand out to a cat and they close their eyes and bump it with their forehead reblog if u agree

[wnq-writers]

It was both a privilege and a curse to know you. Sometimes I wished I hadn’t and other times you were the very reason I was still here.

kristiebettsx | Submit your writing(s)  @wnq-writers​ (via wnq-writers)

[yeahponcho]

greens. tasty

[bey]

My favorite thing is when people remember little things I told them. like seriously? you actually listened to me? thank you

[once-upon-a-mistress]

He was the first man who ever made me feel beautiful. He was the first man to show me any sort of affection. He was the first man who made me believe that I was worthy of love and kindness. He was a million firsts for me, so whether we ever speak again or not, he will forever be a fact of my life.

— he will always be a part of me // a.m.m, 9:37am

[camyya]

TT by Delaram Pourábdi.

[imsoofuckingsad-deactivated2018]

if you ever want to love an idiot you know where to find me

[wordsnquotes]

I think about you. But I don’t say it anymore.

Marguerite Duras, Hiroshima mon amour (via wordsnquotes)

[yeahponcho]

quinnie threw his salad everywhere and sat on the plate

[theliteraryjournals]

I have survived. I am here. Confused, screwed up, but here.

Laurie Halse Anderson, Speak (via theliteraryjournals)

[echoofaroaringsea]

i’ve been using other forms of social media lately, which is why i’m not on here as often, and have met some more really good humans over on those platforms through similar music tastes. we’re all super transparent and honest with each other in chatting it up about life and particularly mental health and those said platforms have been serving as my “dump all the honest feels out here” place, which is really important to me right now because i’ve been a tangled mess and talking with them has helped so much. in addition, there are a very small number of people who i see on a regular basis in real life that i’ve let in over there, and i’m comfortable with them seeing (or not seeing) my discussions. but a new friend that i recently met just started following me and it’s complicated. while i do genuinely want and 100% appreciate their friendship, i’m not ready for them to be seeing all i’m sharing and now i know i’m going to subconsciously filter what i say because their eyes might be watching and damn it. i am so uncomfortable. that was my place to be genuinely authentic and transparent in the ways i have been on here. why does this always fucking happen? always always always. my heart is kind of sunk. 

[softnettle]

in this house we do grandma activities

[sourcefieldmix-deactivated20160]

Blur - Song 3

[smugsbunny2-deactivated20160120]

whee hee

[matturbated]

I can’t hear you I’m eating chips

[mozgawas-blog]

(via jessicajean17)

[ripe]

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