can you do it without her? yes, but i don’t want to

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can you do it without her? yes, but i don’t want to
call me to tell me you’ve missed my voice because i always miss yours
“It was good for a while, being empty. I didn’t hurt anymore. But as time went on, it was like I could hear myself from far away, begging for permission to come back.”
— Myra McEntire, Hourglass
I miss the way it used to be.
lately my journal feels too small for my thoughts
“If you ever left me I’d tear my heart out and never put it back.”
Paterson (2016) dir. Jim Jarmusch
I just want a relationship where we are both equally obsessed with each other, but in a healthy way. Save my selfies when I send them to you. Text me “I know you’re sleeping right now, but…”. Take the time to listen to the songs that are important to me. Joke around with me and make fun of me and then kiss me right after. Tell your friends how happy I make you and how excited you’ll be when we are finally married. Double text me because you miss me. Reassure me when I’m feeling insecure. Grab my hand, hold me, show everyone I’m yours. Don’t hold back on me, tell me how much you want me and how much you love me. Make me happy and I will do my best to make you happier.
“She has so many knots in her hair because we are desperate in our fucking. Maybe desperate is not the right word. Think: necessary. Think: éclat. Think the opposite of mediocre and then continue to think that until you grow bored. She is always digging, I am always grabbing, and there is probably something else missing here. When I think about her past, I think about space and how both of them make no sense to me. They are both so big, and I have never slept in a house that large. I get tired just thinking about starting another poem. I write in my journal I could talk about orgasms all day. It is hard to be happy without beer. I am working on my stereotypes. My favorite sitcoms are the ones with the pretty wives, the heavy husbands who wear uniforms to work. Is anyone else concerned about the space around their cuticles? If marijuana is a gateway drug, then what is a blowjob? It is hard to be happy when the best part of your day is agreeing with the ambivalent weather. I like it when married women don’t look at me. Sturdy beds are never overrated. I’ve wanted to use this line for months: Where did all of the wedding rings come from? If people paid to read my poems, I would pay someone to write me better poems. There is only one woman I want to fuck, and that scares the shit out of me.”
— Gregory Sherl
babe if you’re reading this i miss u
Person: You always so quiet
Me: Bitch idk what to say
i like being quiet and just listening and observing
Don’t touch my girl, don’t disrespect my girl, don’t talk down to my girl, don’t whisper about my girl, don’t critique how my girl dresses or acts, don’t flirt with my girl, don’t dance with my girl, and don’t be rude to my girl. She’s my girl for a reason, not yours.
“I don’t want to “just forget him”. I want to erase him from my story, like a snake shedding a skin that no longer fits.”
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from weheartit
the thought of me having sex: nice
the thought of someone being intimate with me and seeing me naked and knowing what I look like that vulnerable: absolutely disgusting