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find the fire inside you.

[iconseriezs]

lockscreens ♡

like if you saved

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[refiningfire]

[gosh]

[gosh]

[ieatgalaxies]

I just need a feel for something familiar. I need the feel of being able to sit in my bones comfortably. I am aching for a feeling of home. Anxiety is sending whispers up my spine as I sink into my corner of the world. My dog and I sit and wait till the chaos can subside. We check to see if the coast is clear and we make a run for the car. We both jump in and tune up some Elton John. Only authentic feeling music can be played now. After hours of white knuckles we are transformed into ants as we crawl the floor of the great redwoods in California.(will finish later. Very tired. Also very fucking sad and emo. Need sleep.)

[sulfur]

[nyyxbby]

Hidden among the stars floating through time and space but I’m suddenly pulled back to all the screeching cars

Daydreaming of adventuring wishing I could be where you are my happy place is in your arms and the sadness is overwhelming (t.s)

[cozytreehouse]

Chillin 🍁

[meaningfulsuggestion]

I want you in every way there is to want a person.

[stckwll]

[ieatgalaxies]

I promise, to always love you more than you’ll know. I promise, to do my best to protect you. I promise, to push you to be your best. I promise, to keep your secrets. I promise, to be on your side even if you’re wrong. I promise, to love and protect your family as my own. I promise, to support you and everything you dream. I promise, to be honest with you. I promise, to fight for you. I promise, to be yours endlessly.

[fiorisuibinari-deactivated20170]

[wildermouse]

rainy mornings on the malahat 🌧

[marcokd]

[neverstayin]

[ieatgalaxies]

P A R A C H U T E 🌿

1:12 am

I’ve learned how to be alone but now for whatever reason in the past few weeks I’ve had a pit in my stomach that has me aching for the company of people. It’s rare I sit in my room and watch Netflix for hours or scroll through social media anymore. You can usually find me in the living room trying to make small talk with my family. There’s nothing really to talk about so I try to show them videos online to get a laugh or chat about my job and ask about their own day.

And lately, there’s just something so damn toxic about sleeping alone. It’s silly to think of but wow I would do nearly anything for this: in the moments I wake in the night that I can turn and my love is there by my side. Interesting how I slept alone for the first nearly 19 years of my life and now that I’ve had the sweet nearness of you, I struggle without it.

I feel selfish asking for so much time from the people around me. There is no conversation to be had, no reason or rhyme but just the company and warmth of another human. Not alone sitting under my sheets radiating my own body heat.

This is raw, and it is supposed to be. And for those who are going to ask, it’s not supposed to be a message. Simply a record. So that months from now when my chest is overflowing with gratitude I have something to look back on.Right as I’m falling hard and fast and it’s stinging my cheeks, I’ll have a parachute. This pit in my stomach will dissolve and the sun will rise again.