[kiisuuumii]

Bram Stoker, Dracula

[lambchopzzzz]

[treygotguap]

[realistian]

[yoogrimo]

To the core

[free-my-mindd]

[scorpionlafemme]

[lovveclub-deactivated20250721]

as someone who grew up with intense anxiety I always use to avoid going places and doing things because it was so easy to think of hundreds of reasons why I shouldn’t and lately I just keep thinking about all the things I’ve been through and how I’m still okay after it all and I’ve never wanted to experience life as much as I do right now because I deserve to experience things and if something does happen I just need to trust myself to handle it in the moment

[rvntbh]

“I feel far away from everyone,”

— Giovanni Papini, tr. by Roberta L. Payne, from Bread & Wine; “Alone,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

[166616661666]

[angelhurt]

Joyce Manor - million dollars to kill me

[viinnttaaggee]

you don’t get to come back when you feel like it

[neckkiss]

via weheartit

[astound]

[traptacular-deactivated20180125]

[tellherium]

“I never asked about your girlfriends because they didn’t worry me. Breakups bring closure, you button them up like old shirts and stow them away. I was interested in the girls you never dated, never broke up with. The ones who came with loose ends and what-ifs. The ones with mystery and unfinished endings, stories that could write back into yours, into ours. Stories that could write me out. I called them the Almosts. The Almosts have a way of hanging around, like loose shirts draped over chairs or stuffed in the backs of drawers. Just because they aren’t part of your everyday routine doesn’t mean they couldn’t be. So as sad as I am that we are parting ways, I can only hope that this is temporary, that we will be written back into each other’s lives at a different time. Maybe I am just another almost, but at least that means that I haven’t been packed away for good. Maybe I’m just a shirt that still fits, but just got lost under the bed. Maybe you’ll realize you still love me when you try me on again in a few years. Its a lot easier to grab a shirt draped over a chair than one that’s been packed away. But then again, you were never very tidy. I’m sure you have shirts lying everywhere.”

—

Almosts // Mt (via tellherium, 04/05/17)

All this time I’d been worried about the Almosts thrown around your room that I didn’t realize you were a big dirty shirt lying under a pile of laundry on my bed the whole time. And even when I realized, I couldn’t throw it away, couldn’t wash you out, couldn’t get rid of the massive space you left on the sheets when I tried to shove you in the closet, under the bed, out the window.

So I am finally buttoning you up. Hanging you up neatly with the rest of my clothes. You won’t lose me again, but then again, you never really did. My heart was held in both of your hands, I’m only finally taking it back now.

— Almosts II // Mt (via tellherium, 06/07/19)

[aestheticcc-blog]

[serious]

you’re better than that