trying on a metaphor
we're not kids anymore.
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DEAR READER
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
RMH
Jules of Nature
d e v o n
Three Goblin Art
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hello vonnie
祝日 / Permanent Vacation
if i look back, i am lost
YOU ARE THE REASON
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Game of Thrones Daily
art blog(derogatory)
Monterey Bay Aquarium
cherry valley forever
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
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@i--sneezed
one tectonic plate approaching another
“so are you a top or a bottom?”
two tops? you get a mountain. two bottoms? VALLEY BRO
i don’t know anything about geology
Are you (Mg,Fe2+)2(Mg,Fe2+)5Si8O22(OH)2?
I had to google that and i swear to fuck I will kill you
I don’t know what I expected….
i miss vine
*gets hit with feelings i thought i was over with* mmm i see that we’re recycling now
“Let it hurt. Let it bleed. Let it heal. And let it go.”
— Nikita Gill (via purplebuddhaquotes)
hera: zeus cheated on me again!
persephone while sipping a frappuccino and texting hades: sucks for you
poseidon: idk if i’ll ever find love :((
hades, while picking flowers for persephone: that’s so sad, alexa play despacito.
when the bard’s playing even moves the ranger’s animal companion
“Damaged people are dangerous. They know they can survive.”
— Josephine Hart, Damage (via naturaekos)
Yes hello 911. I’m bored you wanna chill or some shit
Can’t risk it
The duck of creativity. I waited so long for it.
The hardest part of a relationship is when you start to feel that person letting go... and knowing there’s nothing you can do about it.
💔
via @extramadness
“you never understood what i meant when i said that i wanted more. i never felt like i owed you an explanation, but maybe that was selfish. i don’t know. maybe i was waiting for you to get it, to understand that all these years i’d been waiting for someone to sweep me right off my feet, someone who called to check up on me, someone who surprised me. now that i’m on my own, i realise that i might have expected too much. that i wanted you to need me as much as i needed you. i guess that’s why i held on to you, to us, even when my fingers were leaving bloody imprints behind and my wrists were sore from the strain. it was in the moments of silence that i learned how heavy the absence of words could be. how inevitable and endless. it was always me who broke it. always me who asked to see you, who asked if i could come over, who asked what you’d been up to. all this time, you made me believe i was expecting too much. that i was too picky, too clingy, too fast. but what you never understood was that i never asked you to fix me. i never asked you to be the one to erase my past. i only ever wanted you to be more than you really were, to care more for me than you could at that time. i thought i could make you into the person that would want me, that would stay up all night to see me or the one you would drive a hundred miles for. but i guess we can’t force other people to change who they are so we find it easier to love them. change is something we can only do ourselves. so i changed. so i grew. and i closed this door, because i learned that some doors simply lead to nowhere.”
— close the door / n.j.
