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be careful with how much you tolerate. you are teaching them how to treat you
You don’t have to apologize for the way the world broke you.
Bianca Sparacino, I’m So Afraid That I’m Unworthy Of Your Love (via weltenwellen)
You ate the stories of others / because your own were already inside you and you were still hungry.
Jane Hirshfield, from The Beauty: Poems; “Of Amplitude There is no Scraping Bottom,” (via weltenwellen)
I overthink. I over love. I over feel. I’m the sea or I’m nothing.
Juansen Dizon
sometimes things break and i let them break more while i grieve over what could have been.
Catherine Windham, Causation vs Correlation (Vagabond City Lit, 2018)
Who are you when you’re alone? When no one is watching? What’s left then?
Rae Mariz, The Unidentified (via weltenwellen)
It’s a beautiful day to be bisexual.
Current Sexuality: Tati Gabrielle as Prudence in The Chilling Adventures of Sabrina
I had a dream last night that I met the devil. He was so beautiful that it almost hurt to look upon him. Yet, as he stepped closer to me, I was filled with pure terror. My mind told me to run, but my body would not listen. I stood, frozen with a mix of fear and awe, as the distance between us slowly evaporated. And just as he reached out his hand to touch me, I woke up to my alarm going off.
But, like, what if the season finale of The 100 ends with Clarke closing the door to the transport ship and leaving Bellamy on earth just like he had to leave her 6 years ago.
Am I the only one who was crying during that beautiful/sensual ending of Sense8. Like oh my god, I had so many feelings.
“She is”.
I’m not crying. You’re crying.