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in photographs, we always seem happier than we really are.

[prettyboykatsuki-moved]

i always mean it when i say i love you btw

[prettyboykatsuki-moved]

‘but thats a stranger you dont know’ and i love them. i love that they exist and i love that they passed through my life. and i love u too btw

[lovemakesyouwonder]

[lovemakesyouwonder]

[lovemakesyouwonder]

[onmywaytoheaven]

Maybe, all you need is some stargazing in a summernight with the love of your life

[meanwhilepoetry]

I am teaching myself how to be kinder to myself by reframing my language. Instead of berating myself when I do not succeed at something, I remind myself that this was a lesson not a failure. Instead of putting myself down in crowds of people, I listen more to those around me and only add something when I feel ready to speak more kindly both towards myself and others. Instead of hating the younger version of myself, I remind myself that I did the best I could with what I was given. Self love is a daily practice. And it is not linear at all.

[perfectfeelings]

[45percenterthen]

i love crying in front of a mirror i am both audience and performer i am narrator and narrated this is a self referential tragicomedy and i should start a youtube channel

[llibrarybook-moved-deactivated2]

maggie nelson // bluets

[chained-heart-deactivated202311]

I thought about you again today, because something reminded me of you. And I imagined the version of you I was crazy about. A wave of sadness washed over me, remembering. I think no matter how much time has passed, you’ll always be the one that will never quite entirely leave my heart. I thought about you again today. And the memory of you is lingering. Because no matter how hard I try to convince myself otherwise, I really, really would have loved to spend my life with you.

c / by your side

[makeuphall]

[metamorphesque]

  ― Billy-Ray Belcourt, A History of My Brief Body

[text ID: To love someone is firstly to confess: I'm prepared to be devastated by you.]

[facinaoris]

Bless the Daughter Raised by a Voice in Her Head, Warsan Shire

[tullipsink]

i don’t know where to place my love if it can not be with you pt1

[cerleansky]

The legacies people leave behind in you.

My handwriting is the same style as the teacher’s who I had when I was nine. I’m now twenty one and he’s been dead eight years but my i’s still curve the same way as his.

I watched the last season of a TV show recently but I started it with my friend in high school. We haven’t spoken in four years.

I make lentil soup through the recipe my gran gave me.

I curl my hair the way my best friend showed me.

I learned to love books because my father loved them first.

How terrifying, how excruciatingly painful to acknowledge this. That I am a jigsaw puzzle of everyone I have briefly known and loved. I carry them on with me even if I don’t know it. How beautiful.

[speaklavenderthoughts-deactivat]

absolutely obsessed with these tags

[highassi]

me: it is what it is

my brain: lmao you're sooo gonna cry about it tonight

[konoko]

okay, i've had enough character development. now i want happiness and a stable relationship

[amortizing]

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!