[glossymusings]

how can one person make another person so happy, yet sometimes so sad?

[glossymusings]

all the places

you could accidentally fall in love

ft. a japanese convenience store

over shared confusion

in the dessert aisle,

at 2 a.m.

with too many snacks in hand,

and no rush to leave.

my favorite cliché.

[glossymusings]

I say I came for the chai,

though I don’t even drink chai.

my favorite lie.

I came because evenings

feel softer next to you.

one cutting between two people,

passing trains,

paper cups,

Mumbai glowing amber—

and something almost happens.

[glossymusings]

maybe love was

breaking in front of someone

and not being made

to feel broken.

your flight was in twenty minutes.

you stayed anyway.

held my hand.

waited out the storm.

then came back

with ferrero rocher

because you remembered

I liked chocolate.

I think love hides

in things this gentle.

[glossymusings]

maybe the reason it's harder to leave japan

is because we've seen what a country can look like when it is managed well when people are considered when systems actually serve you

and coming home feels like waking up from that dream

not just missing a place but wondering -

why it can't be ours too

when systems work,

we don't have to bend the rules just to get by

we don't have to rely on diskarte to make things work

because the system already works for us

and when things are built that way, we feel safe enough to simply follow

[glossymusings]

one minute you're having a good day, and the next minute about you starts playing in the background and suddenly you have no choice but to miss the future you would've had if only you had them.

[glossymusings]

maybe falling in love

is a bus ride home after college.

a window seat,

shared earphones,

one youtube video

neither of us is really watching

because we keep talking over it.

outside, the city rushes.

inside, time misses its stop.

and maybe romance

looks less like grand gestures

and more like

“wait, listen to this part.”

if this isn’t a love story,

it’s rehearsing to be one.

[glossymusings]

maybe love was hidden

in the innocent way

you took my freezing feet in your hands

that cold night

the first time I stayed at your place.

you bought your warmest socks,

pulled them on for me

like tenderness

was second nature.

such a small gesture.

such a dangerous way to be cared for.

[glossymusings]

in the end, we're all just collecting slightly cheesy stories we'll swear were magical

[ophelia-is-not-okay]

Why does it always have to be in another universe and not this one ?

[gracefullydaisha]

Your partner should be a safe space, not another battle.

[passion-of-l0vers]

sorry for being a hater i want to be a lover but everything pisses me off

[the-confused-muse]

obsessed with stories that start out silly and stupid and then turn out to be deep and heartbreaking in their beauty. like okay, make me cry at midnight while i reflect on the true meaning of friendship i guess

[seenthisepisode]

what doesn't kill you makes you stay on tumblr for 13 years and counting

[1gmoney]

It’s crazy how real this is

[sahchonaut-deactivated20260202]

If it ain’t a clear yes, it’s a clear no.

[eatmangoesnekkid]

When you have a female body and don’t exercise (yet are capable), so much of your energy goes to your mind due to the separation between you and your body. Lack of movement is responsible for the overthinking, overprocessing, addictions to social media, overfunctioning, sex without a heart connection, and obsessive shopping and consumption of booze and the like. The female body is a nuclear powerhouse, the portal that nourishes souls from heaven to earth. If that powerful energy you innately possess in your body is not channeled, it will almost always lead to something destructive. -India Ame’ye, Author

[aidashakur]