[celebsgateforreal]

[beingharsh]

you can't kill yourself girl i already bought us tickets to do everything ever

[aidashakur]

[derangedrhythms]

I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, at the end of the world.

Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

[derangedrhythms]

I miss you. You continue to make a difference.

⁠Susan Sontag, Where the Stress Falls; from Letter to Borges

[indoor-cemetery]

[indoor-cemetery]

I saw mother last night and it changed me

[infectiouspiss]

as above (insane in the head) so below (insane in the pussy)

[vexheart]

[profeciegirl]

[thissweetenamor]

there’s a big difference between being called “love” and “my love”.

[fairycosmos]

if something fundamental in me wasn’t missing i would be so fun to be around

[derangedrhythms]

Anne Michaels, Held

TEXT ID: It was the vertigo I had longed for always, that there be no end to my falling, no boundary to knowing and loving another. No brick wall of time, no dead end of betrayal, boredom, selfishness.

[cheaphalloweencostume]

god give me a sign but not that one i just saw

[eclogues]

WhyDontYouWantMe.com

[persianmom-deactivated20260602]

[melancholystateofmind]

Tumblr is for sharing my infinite sadness and admiring pretty women