[midnightfvck]

"Small things bring great joy – like a double rainbow after a storm."

[ss-writess]

“Getting to know her is like discovering a new colour in a world I thought I understood. I don’t have a name for it yet, but I can’t stop looking.”

[jadedfadedalmostgone]

[slavery]

Not to vent but: fuck

[sugared-violetts]

does anyone know how to go to sleep

[thepersonalquotes]

“just checking up on you” means a lot

[littleglitterdust]

The guilt of being the daughter who loves her family but breathes easier when she’s far away

[nemfrog]

The crickets' party. St. Nicholas songs. 1885.

Internet Archive

[annstf]

"do you have insta?" i have an address where u can send flowers and love letters

[h0n3ybvnny]

I fear knowing me means hating who I am.

[im-dead-and-i-move]

“Hey, I found your blog on Tumblr-”

[faustique]

the fact that people can see me makes me kinda uncomfortable at times ngl

[imsoofuckingsad-deactivated2018]

in a threesome with anxiety and depression

[grlstlker]

often times i have to hold myself back from saying the most pathetic things ever

[ruhlare]

something so intimate about handmade stuff, handmade bread, handmade presents, or handwritten letters, in general intimacy and tenderness are stored in hands, in holding hands and playing with each other's fingers, warming each other's hands...

[xoxycodonex]

[vita-min-bunniii]

so ive been thinking again and it's not going great