And if I'm meant to be alone, please take away my desire to be loved.
k.b. // unknown
will byers stan first human second

blake kathryn
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
styofa doing anything
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
One Nice Bug Per Day
Jules of Nature

ellievsbear

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Game of Thrones Daily
AnasAbdin

Kaledo Art

Kiana Khansmith
Claire Keane
occasionally subtle
todays bird
taylor price

Andulka
dirt enthusiast
seen from Russia
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@falling-insidethe-black
And if I'm meant to be alone, please take away my desire to be loved.
k.b. // unknown
Edna St. Vincent Millay, from a poem titled "Interim," featured in The Complete Poems of Edna St. Vincent Millay
ohh i get it now (doesn’t)
People always say
"time heals."
I think that's only half true.
Time doesn't heal.
People do.
Conversations do.
Being listened to does.
Someone saying,
"I'm glad you're still here,"
does.
i hope whatever weighs on your heart grows lighter soon
i think i deserve $7,000,000 for everything i've been through tbh.
big beautiful world full of books i haven’t read
I will probably get through this just like I have gotten through everything before but I need to be really stressed and scared first
u can be boiling alive in your mind for months and then on a random tuesday ur head gets so clear and life is worth living again and you're like damn what was all that about then
forgive me father for i am back on my bullshit
actually hate that the bodys response to anything is nausea. ate too much? nauseous. ate too little? nauseous. an imaginary threat got you scared? be nauseous. on your period? you guessed it. sawed into your hand and need to go to the emergency room? perhaps throwing up into your open wound will be of help
fighting to the urge to ask “what do you honestly think about me and please provide as much detail as possible”
no because the second I feel like I'm "bothering" anyone I'm out
how do I delete myself and everything I’ve ever said from other people’s minds?