[emmablowguns]

i’m just someone’s weird coworker

[hekate-writes]

"This reminded me of you" is such a tender sentence. Oh to have impacted someone so much that they find bits of your soul and hold the memory of you in things and places when you're not around.

[meltedmountains]

[heretomemeyouraesthetic]

Doctors explaining hysteria in 1846

[anais-ninja-bitch]

this is literally the only funny thing i have ever seen in my life, which includes a summa cum laude BA in the history of art

[tear-dropp-deactivated20241031]

"ur so mature”

thanks i was traumatized at a young age

[natureandbeauty]

[9710144]

[aidashakur]

Please do not allow anyone to weaponize your softness against you.

[steptoe]

my favourite thing is when someone says “i think about you a lot” or “i had a dream about you” or “i was just about to text you” or something because the fact that i occur to someone when I’m not talking to them or anything is the best thing i just

[alhwrites]

I feel like other people maybe have a bigger impact on me than I do on them. I adore humanity, so I tend to hold on to whoever and whatever I can. The memories, experiences, and feelings I share with another person affect me so much. They help me change and grow, molding me into a better version of myself. I think other people are so wonderful and valuable and special, even if they weren’t the nicest to me. I think about them often, and am always thankful for the time we had together. Or, at the very least, thankful for the lessons I learned from them. A part of me will miss them forever; once you’re important to me, you stay that way, however much. I still have love for everyone I’ve ever cared about, all circumstances aside. But I can’t imagine anyone feeling the same in regards to me. It’s like I’m a speck of dust on the floor of a big house, something to overlook. A word in their vocabulary that isn’t spoken often. A fleeting moment that they won’t dwell on. A temporary character, someone they’re ready to leave behind. I can’t fathom someone remembering me once we exit each other’s lives, like all I am is forgettable. It doesn’t bother me too much, I guess, because you’re supposed to move on. That’s how it is. I just hope the people I’ve met got something positive or meaningful out of their time with me.

— alhwrites

[awfwhatever]

And when you told me what your favorite book was, I bought it and read it over and over trying to find pieces of you in it.

- unknown

[naturaekos]

I think it’s important to realize you can miss something, but not want it back.

(via amargedom)

[safeguards]

[addbaconn]

Smelling good is one of my favorite things

[phatmamaa]

“because i don’t want to” is a good enough reason.

[just-shower-thoughts]

When you kiss someone who also has glasses and they clink together, it’s a “Cheers!” toast for your eyes.

[neckkiss]

Because i like you.

[5alifornia]

Eye contact, then that little smile