BearBones

heather//portland, oregon Enter without knocking, Leave without cleaning up

[reitsc-deactivated20221203]

[reitsc-deactivated20221203]

[toothpastelove]

[homedecorobsession]

[fluohrine]

Sometimes when I think of him I find some kind of heaven. Like my soul plays a soft melody echoing his name. Sometimes when I think of him I find some kind of hell. Like my heart breaks into little pieces aching for him. Sometimes when I think of him I feel alive. Sometimes when I think of him I can barely breath.

k.m (via fluohrine)

[afadthatlastsforever]

I plant roots so deeply in the people I love that I always lose a piece of myself when they go.

Beau Taplin • R o o t s   (via quotethat)

[luthienne]

…and you felt scared, sick, lethargic, worst of all, not wanting to cope.

Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (via luthienne)

[hirxeth]

[larmoyante]

Most days I wish I never met you because then I could sleep at night and I wouldn’t have to walk around with the knowledge there was someone like you out there.

Good Will Hunting (1997)

me currently.

[eatsleepjohnmayer]

Just be fucking honest about how you feel about people while you’re alive.

John Mayer (via eatsleepjohnmayer)

[stoicremains-deactivated2017102]

I always find it more difficult to say the things I mean than the things I don’t.

W. Somerset Maugham, The Painted Veil  (via stoicremains)

[redivide]

[diamond-unicorns]

[bekanicolex]

[passivites]

[natureac]

This blog will make you feel at peace

[abcdefg2789-deactivated20201122]

“I’m almost never serious, and I’m always too serious. Too deep, too shallow. Too sensitive, too cold hearted. I’m like a collection of paradoxes.”

Ferdinand von Schrubentaufft  (via thatkindofwoman)

[rosespell]