[petaltexturedskies]

I buried my head under the darkness of the pillow and pretended it was night. I couldn't see the point of getting up. I had nothing to look forward to.

Sylvia Plath, the bell jar

[engel1999]

1995

"Standing in the dark, dank, dirty and destitute basement of the two story house my mother and I lived in. I am scouting around for a good place to pose in an amateur photo shoot with Laura my girlfriend crush.

If you look closely at the collar of the green, wool army jacket I am wearing you can see a dark red mark or blotch. That is a blood stain from facial wounds I sustained in a car accident earlier that year."

[goodwombs]

[iwnaseeu-deactivated20231228]

[strungggg]

“my whole existence is flawed, you get me closer to god” 

[vampurrss]

opening Tumblr is like a cigarette break

[applescruffgf]

"Laura" 1995 by ceruleansnake

[bands-and-cinema]

Visit Original Link

[primulaceas]

Sally Rooney, Normal People

[89words]

“I fell in love with the idea that the mysterious thing you look for your whole life will eventually eat you alive.”

— Laurie Anderson explaining her attraction to Moby-Dick 

[reasonsray]

[houseofnoone-deactivated2011101]

[engel1999]

i love your layout can i kiss your cheek ?

omg thank you & duh (you single handedly keep tumblr alive)

[kiku-ka-no-kiku]

[lawofnova-deactivated20241128]

You write the code.

[itsbulimicdyingtobeskinnyagain]

“It’s true, after a while you lose the will to live. And after a while, that feeling can no longer be reversed. That will to live, it never comes back. Your life? You live on autopilot. You do things, but you feel nothing. Nothing gives you joy anymore. You wake up, but it has no purpose anymore..you’ve lost your purpose. Nothing holds any meaning for you. You wake up..just for the sake of getting up. It’s the human thing to do. But the truth is, there’s the absence of purpose and worth. It has been long gone by now..and I am not sure if it will ever come back.”

—

[x-disruptxr]

i keep catching myself wondering if he would like something i do or read or wear or say . i keep asking myself if he would date girls i see walking down the street wondering why i was never good enough to make him stay