Happiness is only real when shared.

@jessweymouth_ Jessica. 23. Artist based in Long Beach, CA. I make watercolor art, you can purchase it here: SHOP I love you so much already.

[matineaux-deactivated20260222]

kind of weird how parts of your soul are left in various locations without any warning… like yes i’m always at the top of that hill, sitting at the bus stop, in the cool light of the Japanese restaurant, standing at the pier etc etc

[persianmom-deactivated20251026]

please don’t spend your life convincing yourself that love or joy is reserved for the idealized version of you that only exists in the future

[christianrichardrice]

[nontemporary]

[jesuschristssupernova]

this coffee tastes like i can still have a beautiful life

[nevver]

Glimmerati, Claudia Keep

[sweet4ngell]

[blooooom]

there’s a misconception that grief only happens when we lose people. this is not true. we can grieve circumstances, relationships, missed opportunities. in fact, sometimes when you find yourself plagued with waves of emotion from sadness to melancholy you may be grieving yourself. the version of yourself that you might have been if things had been different, or if only you had said something, or if someone had stood up for you.

[justsomeguycore]

the fact that i still have to unlearn shame… like come on that’s literally the most embarrassing thing to not have unlearned yet

[anancientheart]

the world is heartbreaking every day and the world is beautiful every day and we have to pay attention to both

[kosmogrl]

[kosmogrl]

[anexperimentallife]

[sunsbleeding]

There actually is a lot to live for, and endless strangers who will enjoy your company, there are adventures to be had in all the little moments, and a whole life waiting for you out in the world!!!! I mean it!!!!!

[icarus-daedaluss]

[aconissa]

Shirley Jackson, We Have Always Lived in the Castle Vincent van Gogh, Garden at Arles (1888)

[glittereyedgirl]

I think love is my friend's cousin I met once messaging me happy birthday and I think love is my roommate buying me the granola bars I mentioned were good one time and I think love is my friend making ramen for me when all I went to their floor for was to fill my water bottle and I think love is the balloon scrap still stuck to the ceiling from a birthday party and I think love is my dad using childhood pictures of me in his lessons and I think love is doing work on the bus so I can go see my high school's fall play and I think love is rolling out fabric and making popcorn and sitting alone at dinner and shielding your head from falling acorns and I think love is in everything we do actually and it always will be and it always will be and it always will