this too shall pass

The love I sell you in the evening, by the morning won't exist.

[falseadvertising]

My head feels like it's going to explode all of the time. Too many thoughts with nowhere to go. I thought about deleting this app. Breaking up, essentially. Tumblr feels like a part of my identity, in a dust covered, wrinkled paged, finished and closed to never open again, journal, kind of way. It holds emotions, photos, memories, love, anger, secrets. I am parting ways with the old, throwing away things that aren't actively contributing any bit of happiness, or the closest thing I can get to it.

[bobbole]

Małgorzata Kalinowska, Mała śmierć

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[w4lrusss]

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At any given time of day, I have a flood of thoughts. It's difficult to decipher one from another, like detangling Christmas lights that have been in a ball for nearly an entire year.

If you were to ask me what I want, what I need, I don't think I would have an answer. I think some people are born miserable and their entire life is miserable.

I have been acutely aware of my depression and anxiety since I want a kid. The foundation was laid before I was even born. I think I will suffer with that for the rest of my life.

[meeshaa1917]

[04k96]

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[miamlsunshine]

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Turbo. Diesel ❤️

[makinginfinity]

photo by yearling_

[ether--net]

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[falseadvertising]

That body will do the work for you, just gotta set it free

Who's managing that tho bc ur girl is trying to get a degree 📜

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Why do I feel like you’d look stunning in a tube top and jean miniskirt 🤔

Ok honestly HOT 🥵 I feel like I need to work out a little bit that will be a whole look 💅🏻