[magicalkittygiver]

What do you do when you feel so tired of being alone that your bones feel hollow and you just want to scream please love me I'm sorry the way i am but please love me and the voice in your head says you don't deserve love if you did you would've had it by now. What do you do when your own loneliness scares you because you don't know the limits you'll cross just in the hope that you won't have to feel alone anymore the amount of people you would allow to ruin you in any way they want just so that this loneliness goes away.

[magicalkittygiver]

"And I don't wanna be anywhere you don't wanna be."

-David Rose

[magicalkittygiver]

Is wishing i don't wake up tomorrow a gen z thing or a me thing?

[cloudsourcing]

can’t stop thinking about how i get to be friends with the best women ever, like every single girl and woman im friends with is so wise and wonderful and light up my life…which begs the question…does that make me a sweetheart too?? I hope they feel the same abt me <3 except it’s more like im a moth and I flock to the light they exude…. friendships with other women are a gift and a blessing from the universe

[magicalkittygiver]

I don't know if anyone noticed this but going from speak now tv💜 to 1989 tv💙 makes the bi flag

[magicalkittygiver]

"I'm sorry I'm not a condom"

-David Rose

[magicalkittygiver]

I was re-watching the folklore long pond studio session on the account of the album's 3 year anniversary and i think that my tears ricochet (mtr) and hoax maybe about the same relationship but from both of their point of view that would fit perfectly on the Black brothers

Let me explain like both mtr (Regulas Black) and hoax (Sirius Black) person knows that they are the villain in other person's story but hoax still loves mtr and didn't want to hurt mtr and still wants to be with them while knowing that they can't be together. Like from the line "if i am fire you'll be made of ashes too" to the line "i am ash from your fire". And the imagery of hero where in mtr they believe that hoax is playing at being the hero but hoax saying that no one is the hero in this fight also how Taylor explains that both these songs are about people who know you to your very core and can destroy you with all this knowledge which both of them did to eachother.

[magicalkittygiver]

Wish i could flee the ball and fling myself out the nearest window.

[magicalkittygiver]

God why does every happiness (ate a mango) comes with a price (got a pimple)

[magicalkittygiver]

I don't know who I am, or what I want to be

I don't know where I'm going, or what I want to see

I don't know how to change, or how to break free

I don't know how to live, or how to be me

[magicalkittygiver]

April is the month of showers

That bring forth the lovely flowers

But as the days grow longer and warmer

We bid farewell to the spring charmer

May is the month of sunshine and breeze

That fill the air with sweet melodies

But as the nights grow shorter and brighter

We welcome the summer delighter

[magicalkittygiver]

I had a crush on the librarian, who always wore glasses and cardigans and smelled like old books. I wanted to impress him with my knowledge and taste in literature. I decided to ask him for a recommendation, hoping he would suggest something romantic and profound. I approached him at the desk and smiled nervously. He looked up and asked me what I was looking for. I said, "Something dark and mysterious, something that will make me think and feel." He nodded and handed me a book. I thanked him and looked at the cover. It was a murder mystery novel by Agatha Christie. I guess he didn't get the hint.

[magicalkittygiver]

I spent the afternoon in the library, surrounded by dusty books and ancient knowledge. I felt a thrill as I opened a leather-bound volume of Greek myths and traced the faded illustrations with my fingers. I imagined myself as a scholar in a bygone era, uncovering secrets and mysteries in the dim light. I wished I could stay there forever, lost in the pages of history and literature.

[magicalkittygiver]

Starry Night

I gaze at the starry night

A canvas of blue and gold

A vision of wonder and delight

A story yet untold

I see the village sleeping

Under the moonlit sky

I hear the silence keeping

The secrets of the night

I feel the wind caressing

The cypress trees that sway

I sense the stars expressing

The passions of the day

I dream of the starry night

A masterpiece of light and shade

A glimpse of hope and insight

A tribute to the artist's trade

[magicalkittygiver]

perhaps if we could taste the moon it would taste like the sweet Agra ka petha

[magicalkittygiver]

When life gives you lemons you put them on your purse

[magicalkittygiver]

My brother asked me what it's like to be a woman and all i could say was to be a woman is to be apologetic I'm sorry mom i can never be what you want for me to be I'm sorry dad for making you to be my father I'm sorry grandma i can never be enough I'm sorry for taking too much space I'm sorry grandpa for talking too loud I'm sorry world for wanting. I'm sorry for existing.