emotional junkyard

ziya | 19 | moonchild | come let’s get wasted together, you and i <3

[midsummerkissess]

no but do u ever have sooo much stuff to do that you'd rather pretend you've got nothing to do?

yeah me too.

[midsummerkissess]

i still remember the night we walked together. i couldn't bring myself to say anything. but the silence was too comfortable, so i didn't complain. neither did you. then all of a sudden you stopped. just like that. and slightly 'nudged' me to stop, or did i imagine that myself? i don't know. but i stopped too. the look on your face though, you actually scared me for a bit. that beige t-shirt looked too cute on you, but i don't tell you. i don't tell you beige is my favourite colour. "i wanna tell you something", you mumbled and fell silent. my mind started going through all the scenarios i might have messed up. oh god, no. please don't say it. don't say anything. when you slowly attempted to speak, i stopped you. "please don't tell me you like your maggi with ketchup", i said and that smile on your face made my insides flutter. maybe i fell in love with you then. or maybe i fell in love with you when you 'nudged' me to stop. but the thing is, when love comes wearing your favourite colours, let it in. let them in.

[midsummerkissess]

the fact that laughter is contagious is so beautiful to me. like oh that made you smile? that made you happy? well then, i have no choice but to be happy with you.

[midsummerkissess]

a love that feels like the sun in your chest

[midsummerkissess]

never underestimate the healing powers of a good playlist and a solo-drive.

[midsummerkissess]

where do i exist if not within your voice? if not within the way you touch, or the way you say my name?

~ amber leigh

[midsummerkissess]

collect books, even if you don't plan on reading them right away. nothing is more important than an unread library.

~ john waters

[midsummerkissess]

mahmoud darwish was right, i indeed want to change roles where you wait and i don't come back

[goofygoober775-deactivated20250]

Something I learned last night is that if you type ‘mental health help’ in the tumblr search bar a message will be sent to you from @kokobot which connects you with people who will sit and listen to you. They aren’t therapists and it’s not counselling but it lets you talk to someone if you need to

(I usually don’t ask for reblogs but reblogging this may help more people get help with their mental health so it would be greatly appreciated if you did)

[midsummerkissess]

im here too, so ping me when u want someone to talk or just listen? yes.

[ruhlare]

do you think of me when you long for comfort?

[cheers-to-the-queers]

I’m so tired of loving harder than I’m loved.

[tendermimi]

— Ocean Vuong, Because It’s Summer

[dvnyaaa]

Do you think of me when you see the moon?

[ruhlare]

Do you think of me when you count the stars?

[midsummerkissess]

do you think of me in the middle of the day when there's absolutely nothing special, but your heart just wants to cry out my name?

[feral-ballad]

Dulce María Loynaz, from These Are Not Sweet Girls: Poetry by Latin American Women; "Time"

[Text ID: "The kiss I didn't give you / has become a star inside me..."]

[bonesandthebees]

you ever just want to write but then your body decides to fuck you over for literally no reason and it takes you nearly 2 hours to recover

[opheliaschamber]

Nine years ago, on this very same ground, I had learnt how to ride a bicycle.

Nine years from then, I am learning how to drive a scooter.

I imagine to meet her. I imagine to meet the 9 year old me, we ride alongside.

And when, she loses balance of the bicycle, I leave my vehicle to pieces in order to save her from falling; that's the least I can do.

[midsummerkissess]

It's my 1 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳