𝐚.

𝖨𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗅 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝖿 𝖨 𝗌𝖺𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗅 𝖺𝗌 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌…

[soul-from-inferno]

How about a piece of chocolate, darling? 🍫

[feral-ballad]

Courtney Marie Andrews, from Old Monarch: Poems; “Some tomorrow”

[Text ID: “When I am gone, / bury me in a garden. / I want to become / every seed of possibility / I could not plant / while I was alive.”]

[mahoganyamore]

how i wish you could understand me

[academic-vampire]

𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔪𝔶𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔣 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔬 𝔞 𝔰𝔭𝔦𝔯𝔞𝔩

[shisasan]

𝙵𝚎𝚋𝚛𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝟷, 𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟸 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹

[ID: February 1. Nothing, merely tired. END ID]

[thepersonalquotes]

“A house doesn’t become a home until love moves in.”

— Faraaz Kazi

[wuthering-high]

Franz Kafka, from a letter to Felice Bauer written in 1912, featured in Letters To Felice

[gothigh2fly]

Have you ever had that feeling - that you'd like to go to a whole different place and become a whole different self?

— Haruki Murakami

[mournfulroses]

John Keats, from a poem featured in "The Complete Poetical Works & Letters of John Keats,"

[fictionalaffection]

we exist in moments.

[fictionalaffection]

half of her beauty is brains

[natureell]

[academic-vampire]

𝔢𝔰𝔭𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔰𝔬 𝔪𝔬𝔬𝔡𝔟𝔬𝔞𝔯𝔡

[shisasan]

𝙹𝚊𝚗𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝟸𝟼, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹

[themoonknewmysoul-deactivated20]

[moonlitmourningjournal]

[academic-vampire]

𝔰𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔰𝔢𝔠𝔯𝔢𝔱𝔰