Existential Crisis 24/7

Taken from my dimension, I wander the Universe searching for my purpose. When I look into the night sky, I see stars that call my soul. My bones are weary as I walk through worlds. Will I ever return home?

[interdimensional-space-queen]

I have a longing homesickness, for a place, and time I am not from. Presque vu follows me, feeling as though I am an inch away from finding out who I am, and where I belong. In the grand scheme of the Life, the Universe, and Everything...my soul feels lost. Alone. Walking in the forest, standing at the bow of a ship, wearing a long dress while wearing my golden crown, singing to the birds in the trees, these are the things, and places that make me feel as though I might belong. Perhaps I was misplaced, or perhaps I simply have yet to find my niche. Perhaps I should give in to the call of the wild. If I were to come across a fairy ring, I would walk inside willingly. Let me become mad. I shall welcome it. I only ask that I belong. 

[aliciasilvastuff]

By hanci_enver

[imintheleaves]

[geopsych]

It’s been a strange moody morning with fog all along the top of the ridge.

[geopsych]

Sunrise. You should hear the birds!

[uphillfarmers]

life could be a dream…

[willgrahamscock]

I’m sobbing

[riverwindphotography]

Soft Forest Light

(c) riverwindphotography

[sweetd3lights]

[caats]

[geopsych]

Colors at sunrise.

[havnelods]

hav af ramsløg

[sophsicle]

i think it is funny, that romance is seen as such an unintellectual and superficial thing to write about. because it is so fundamental to us. to want to love and be loved. if you don't think every great work of literature. philosophy. metaphysics. was ultimately about romance. i don't think you were paying enough attention.

[interdimensional-space-queen]

I refuse to elaborate

[interdimensional-space-queen]

Do You Think About Me Too?

Missed Connection

It was in the Midwest, at your relatives house (I think it was your grandmothers house). I had arrived with my aunt, and younger cousin (who was terrified of dogs). The moment I saw you it felt like I'd always known you, like reconnecting with someone you've loved a lifetime. We introduced ourselves to each other, and tried to get away from the group of other kids. Your siblings (?) wanted to play video games with me (I think it was something Nintendo, Mario maybe?), but I said no so that I could talk to you. You ended up hijacking a golf cart and driving it around the property so that we could be alone, and talk. We talked about not fitting in, getting bullied at school, and how we felt like we had a connection. I remember the fireflies dancing around as it grew dark. You wanted me to stay over for a sleepover, but my aunt wouldn't let me, I promised we'd meet again. You didn't want me to leave because my aunt, and her friend who was driving were tipsy. I never saw you again.

My aunt never brought me back to see you no matter how much I asked.

A lot of my childhood memories are fuzzy, and I can no longer remember your face, but I remember your blonde hair, the way I felt when we spent time together, and the fireflies that danced around the yard while we hid in a golf cart you drove.

I think about you a lot, I wonder if you think about me too. I doubt I'll ever meet you again, but I'm alive, and I miss you.

I'm sorry for breaking my promise.

[bebx]

It says rest in mischief under the broken heart symbol under the loki helmet tattoo btw lol XD

This makes it even better omg

[evan-buck]

LOKI Season Two trailer

Listen, we have different styles. You're a man of action, which is fine. I take a more slow, deliberate, cerebral approach.