“What horrifies me most is the idea of being useless: well-educated, brilliantly promising, and fading out into an indifferent middle age.”
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“What horrifies me most is the idea of being useless: well-educated, brilliantly promising, and fading out into an indifferent middle age.”
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so strange to think, after all that time, I don’t even know you now.. no you do me...
“don’t just touch me, sink yourself under my skin.”
— s.s. (stephenstilwell)
“If this is your checking in on me, I’m not ok.”
— My heart can’t take any more.
“I’m not even to my final destination yet And you’re sucked back into the storm Ask yourself; Was I the one holding you back? Or keeping your head above shore…”
— Feeling a fool.
“Isn’t he still your favorite writer?” “He used to be, Because I thought his fairytales were real.. but then bad things happen and you grow up, so maybe I don’t believe in fairytales anymore.”
Lucy; Once Upon A Time
In case you’re wondering
How I am-
I’m here, I’m breathing
I miss you daily
And see you often in my dreams
From friendships snuffed too soon
Just because I have more, different, intense or “strange” boundaries does not mean they aren’t valid. Once I tell you where they fall I shouldn’t have to explain to you why before you accept them.
Self advocate
Bellamy: You like me? You like my personality?
Clarke: I was surprised, too.
Oh my darling, I never promised you a rose garden
💕
I miss you in more words than I’m willing to say, in ways more meaningful than I ever was. I hope you are doing well, I hope your smile shines as bright as you hoped it would. I hope your demons stopped clawing your doors at night, your head rests easy and your you grow in all the ways we talked about.
I don’t hate you; I never could
“Soulmates aren’t just lovers.”
— Ryn Weaver; Traveling Song