I think I’ll miss you forever.
Lana Del Rey
$LAYYYTER
The Bowery Presents
trying on a metaphor
Noah Kahan

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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Claire Keane
noise dept.

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Jules of Nature
almost home
Cosimo Galluzzi
🩵 avery cochrane 🩵
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@marywander
I think I’ll miss you forever.
Lana Del Rey
I am too tired and I miss you too much.
Simone de Beauvoir
I wanna crawl into people's skin;
trace every inch of their veins,
wander into their crevices,
find every anomaly of their heart beat
—their neurons,
just so I could understand mine.
The aftermath of falling in love is falling apart.
Was silence better than telling me the truth? You are a coward and I hope it echoes in your head every single day of your waking.
I have been waiting —not for you anymore but for myself.
The in-between is my greatest heartache, something about never moving towards the end of the story; stuck in the middle of could've beens and it was what it was.
It is safe to want you because I know I can't have you.
I can’t hold enough of you in my hands.
Franz Kafka / Letters to Milena
If you don't exist in my future, then I only have now to live for.
Yes 🔥
The gut tells me you ain't that and I'm never betraying it again. I learned my lessons now, you came too late lol
Liars go wherever they go—I don't know I'm not one of them.
Idris and her bitter take on love and truth.
I will reset my life as many times as necessary, for as long as time allows, because I refuse to live a life that does not align with my soul.
I will allow the process of becoming and unbecoming to be as deeply lived as the moment I arrive at the threshold of where I am meant to be.
Reality is nature's canvas
"i wonder if we ever think of each other at the same time."
Everything that you are is art—your skin, your bones, your thoughts, and your existence.