easy is the descent

Muddling through life.

[pussymargiela]

[wolfythewitch]

This too shall pass but like holy fuck

[heraldic-thunderbolt]

I am a huge fan of retiring to my quarters

[mollybeenoel]

Source: poeticalphotos

[pagesofmystique17]

Sometimes I wish I could hold time’s hand and ask for one last favour - “Don’t let me become a ghost who never knew what it is to live.”

I am on borrowed time and the sand is moving faster in the hourglass. I don’t know how to falter the flow of time so that I can breathe for a second and tell the stars- “I can, I can. Just give me a few more nights to learn how to be a human. Don’t imprison me before I have tasted freedom, don’t let me be a stranger to my own soul, don’t make me atone for the sin of hoping.”

When the universe finally deems me worthy enough to get a glimpse of the moon, I hope the clouds won’t hide it and push me back to the ground to start all over again. I am tired of proving myself.

[lesbile]

manhandling is so fun like sure u can put me over there i don’t mind

[moffpup]

i have to admit something I haven't locked the fucked in in years :/

[flowerytale]

May Sarton, from Recovering: A Journal

[flowerytale]

Henry James, from The Portrait of a Lady

[wedarkacademia]

“You think it will never happen to you, that it cannot happen to you, that you are the only person in the world to whom none of these things will ever happen, and then, one by one, they all begin to happen to you, in the same way they happen to everyone else.”

— Paul Auster, Winter Journal

[linkinmoon]

Ada Limón interviewed by Lauren LeBlanc

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— danagray

[goodforthesoulxx]

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Fyodor Dostoevsky; Letter to his brother 9th August 1838

[deviika]

—Albert Camus

[wedarkacademia]

“Grief, I’ve learned, is really just love. It’s all the love you want to give, but cannot. All that unspent love gathers up in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and in that hollow part of your chest. Grief is just love with no place to go.”

― Jamie Anderson

[glowcowboy]

grief is so crazy like what if i forget what her laugh sounds like. does she know i loved her. i miss her so much. i catch myself doing things she used to do. i wish i could call her. i miss her so much. i do a crossword puzzle. i cry while washing the dishes. does she know i loved her? my heart feels like a hummingbird. i miss her so much. what if i forget what her laugh sounds like. what if i forget.