[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

there is no final version of yourself. we never stop growing or changing, nor should we. stop beating yourself up for not being ‘there’ yet.

[oatymilks]

sophia ippoliti

[expressions-of-nature]

by Abby Rurenko

[aidashakur]

As someone who’s genuinely good to people, platonic or romantic, it’s never my loss.

[aidashakur]

[perlmuttbluete]

I am still trying to be my own sun // Notes from the bathroom floor

[unaliveish]

trix eden

[sahlesummerhill]

[thebundlegigi]

[deusben]

if you wont be weirdly attached and obsessive with me do you even like me

[scifi-elpides]

real

[alvallah]

One of my favorite things about loving someone or developing a closeness or fondness towards someone is also loving and developing a fondness for the things they care about. When you learn to see the world in a new way, or you learn to appreciate the things you’ve previously overlooked, or they become your excuse to get into an interest you always thought was cool but thought you didn’t have time for. When a connection makes your world bigger and warmer and fuller and more beautiful.

[wholeheartedsuggestions]

sometimes rest is the most productive thing you can do for yourself

[unaliveish]

vincent st-pierre

[loveisgame-deactivated20251211]

[soluksuret]

[limerencs]

cemetery of laeken, brussels.

the story of a marble worker evrard flignot who devastated by the death of his wife built a mausoleum for her. at first look inside, there is a mourner reaching out to an empty wall. but, once a year, on the day of the summer solstice, the sun draws a light that recalls this love for almost a century.

[bentlion]

This is one of the most heartbreakingly beautiful things I've ever seen. It's right up there with:

"When Our Atoms Turn to Stars I Will Miss You"

[remanence-of-love]