High School Musical (2006)
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@idontcaiahhh
High School Musical (2006)
I stopped sending paragraphs, stopped begging, I stopped telling people how to treat me, and started walking away, blocking, and distancing myself. Life may be lonely, but itās becoming peaceful. Sometimes being alone in life is better than being surrounded by halfass people.
i started this account in the middle of an abusive relationship and made myself a mini empire out of it with amazing people who have supported me through tears, laughs, and even me disappearing for months at a time. that was just over 3 years ago.
itās been an amazing ride and even though iām not constantly writing the heartwrenching poetry and excerpts i used to, iād at least like to tell you why.
yesterday i celebrated my first anniversary with the love of my life, somebody who i call my best friend and also the only one who i can honestly say i have loved purely.
i write about him constantly and i will eventually share with you the happiness in those pieces.
thank you for being here. you all are so amazing. all one hundred and five thousand of you. written-in-pen will always be one of my favorite chapters of my life and iām excited to see where it takes me.
Iām trying to break my habit of missing you when Iām lonely⦠it really isnāt healthy for me. But then again, you arenāt healthy for me period.
@idontcaiahhh (via idontcaiahhh)
They all want me, I donāt want to tell them that you still have me.
(via idontcaiahhh)
I donāt hate you, my sweet, silly, broken boy. I hate what you did and I hate that you werenāt sorry nor did you attempt to fix the shambles that are our love. I could never hate you though, even after the lies and disrespect. I still love you my sweet, silly, broken boy. And because Iām calm and forgiving you should be very afraid, either Iām starting not to care or getting ready to not give up on you. God, I hope itās the first one.
@idontcaiahhh (via idontcaiahhh)
I stayed by his side when he exposed himself to me, when everyone else had said to run and run fast. I stayed when the blazing fire burned my skin, when the āloveā that he gave me killed me.
@idontcaiahhh (via idontcaiahhh)
Iām starting to accept it for what it really is: you never actually cared.
@idontcaiahhh (via idontcaiahhh)
I miss you. Itās that simple. I donāt know why I miss you because Iām starting to believe that the way I loved you was completely unhealthy⦠No I know that the way WE loved each other was unhealthy. But I still miss you, everyday all the time. Like we said forever and alwaysā¦
@idontcaiahhh (via idontcaiahhh)
Learning how to cope with⦠Everything, loving you, missing you, hating you, and regretting you. But most importantly Iām learning how to cope with neglecting to love me⦠Because through all of this Iāve suffered the most. I let me become unimportant and now Iām openly accepting the consequences.
@idontcaiahhh (via idontcaiahhh)
I feel like this is different, like somehow someway we really are met to be together. Thatās why my pain is so unbearable because Iāve had my heart broken by the love of my life and the trigger of my depressionā¦
@idontcaiahhh (via idontcaiahhh)
Love shows up unexpectedly, it goes away and it comes back again
(via somewhatsomelikepoetry)
Youāre staring at him again,ā He sighs. āIām not,ā I reply. āSimply just gazed over in a direction and he was there.ā āThen why was that look on your face?ā āWhat?ā I ask. āWhat look?ā āYou look a certain way when you see him,ā He informs. āYou look at him and itās like youāre staring at some sort of galaxy.ā āAnd?ā He looks down. āYou love galaxies.
E. Grin (via written-in-pen)