friend made my birthday cake
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祝日 / Permanent Vacation
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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friend made my birthday cake
Very important addition
Tragedy alignment chart. Feel free to use, but please reblog if you do.
And of course the second part of the tragedy, which is: which quadrant did you think you were in vs. which one you were really in
“The saddest truth is realising you have fallen madly in love with what can never be.”
— Michael Faudet
“Stop thinking so much. You’re breaking your own heart.”
— Unknown
“The cost of not following your heart is spending the rest of your life wishing you had.”
— Unknown
“I think too deeply about everything. I still don’t know if that allows me to see more of the world, or less of it.”
— Mobeen Hakeem
brings me great joy to read medieval lit where the knights are physically described with the attention of a 2015 middle schooler writing y/n one direction fanfiction
via solarishashernoseinabook
not to be a dirty commie or anything but i don't think any one person should have enough money to solve world hunger and then get to decide not to
science has always been political. what gets studied. what doesnt. who gets to do the studying. on and on and on.
scientists on this post: yuuuup 👍
people who aren't scientists: um actually ☝️
I'm so sick of crying. Like wtf is this shit man? I cry and cry and cry. And like, also don't. Like I feel it, but do I feel it intensely enough? Sometimes I cry because I don't think I'm sad enough about my mom. Idk, we had Easter and like, I felt fine for the day with the family. I should have noticed the gap more. I didn't notice it until I left really. So what does that say about everything? What does it say that a lot of the time things can be normal, and life can be normal? Like, did I even care enough? But I love her one the most if not the most. So is there something wrong with me then? Do I not love right? But see, now I worry about that, and why aren't I just sad about my mom? Like wtf?
Fuck, it's all so fucked. And I keep it together irl. No one needs to stress about me. I'm chill, I cry and little, but I'm falling apart. Like it feels like everything is falling whenever I stop and think. But I have shit to do, so I can't just sit with that. I can never just sit with that, because if I sit with it I cry, and it's been a month and I haven't stopped crying. Except I have. I do stop. And that's fucked up too. And people tell me "you're handling this a lot better than I would be" but I'm not. It's fake. It's all fake
Idek why I'm spewing this here. It should be in my journal, but it's 2:30 and I don't want to sit and write, I'd rather type it. So fuck it. Who gives a fuck?
First Day Faux Pas.
Do you dream about fairies? 🦋
Magical photo by @hoang.an_arts (Insta)
Bloom by me
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