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[what-iz-life]

I confuse people. i have a happy personality and a sad soul. i'm bold but shy. i love deeply but sometimes i feel heartless. i'm healing and hurting at the same time. i'm dedicated to growth, but i self sabotage

[whatupitsgiaaa]

i feel like i’m auditioning for the role of me in my own life

[agardenandlibrary]

I should be able to both read for 8hrs a night and sleep for 8hrs a night. That I cannot is very rude and, frankly, poor design.

[weltenwellen]

Joy Sullivan, from “Culpable”, Instructions for Traveling West

[paradoxgavel]

autistic folks when their routine gets disrupted, and they don't get alone time when they're supposed to get alone time

[neuroconflictos]

Créditos a quien corresponda.

Loba

[areallyuniquename]

[sweet-kalamantina]

Someday I want a relationship where we’re equally obsessed with each other. I’ll memorize your schedule so I know when you’re busy and when you’re free (so I can annoy you when you’re free). I’ll get you little gifts that remind me of you. I’ll write you poems and little notes and stick them to your things so you come across them later and smile. I’ll learn all your favorite recipes and make them whenever I can. Even better, we can cook together and be silly the whole time. I’ll remember all your likes, dislikes, tics, anxieties, habits, fears, preferences, just so I can make your life a little easier and better. I’ll be your personal photographer and take pretty pictures of you. And maybe you’ll do the same, or maybe you’ll do things a little differently. After all, everyone has different love languages and ways of expressing their emotions. I just want it to be obvious that we’re utterly obsessed with each other <3

[iheartmolly]

i hope my next lover is my last i can’t do this again

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— beau taplin

[notthatblackgirl]

Hope is a curious thing. Something we pretend not to, yet desperately yearn for.

[allurared]

it's been one of those weeks pass me the thinness of my life quote

[allurared]

aughhhh

[ashstfu]

i don’t think people understand how much of life is grief. not just people dying, but losing the version of yourself you thought you’d become. grieving the city you had to leave. the friends you lost not in argument, but in silence. the summer that will never come back. the feeling that maybe you peaked at 12 when you were reading books under the covers and believing in forever

[kosmogrl]

is it even a normal day if I don’t think about leaving everything behind and starting over again at least once

[anxeious]

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Greg Santora (via letsbelonelytogetherr)

[m-zdnmh-deactivated20260327]

I saw you in my dreams again… it felt so real

[ashstfu]

remember what’s really truly important in life : local bookstore