memoirs of;

fifteen confused awkweird adorkable ha ha ha what

[romanceyourdemons]

in the club begging strangers for forgiveness and proving incapable of articulating what for when asked

[coffee-and-cusswords]

anyway, [peels a mandarin and gives u half]

[shisasan]

July 6, 1920 Letters to Milena by Franz Kafka First published : 1952

[holdoncallfailed]

ever since i was a little girl i knew i wanted to deny location sharing and turn off personalized ads and reject all non-essential cookies and not set up siri and face ID

[undeadgf]

do not ask me if im the loyal type i will attach myself to u like an evil entity

[achillesinhighheels]

[loontattoo]

see unfortunately I have this condition where if I am not explicitly told that I am a part of the ingroup then I will assume I must be part of the outgroup

[glubby]

“Am I the only one who—” yes. You’re all alone. And nobody shares your experiences or loves you. And you’re floating on a raft in a dark ocean and there’s sharks and squids trying to get you and lightning is crashing and the water is choppy and black

[kosmogrl]

I will get my spark back no matter how long it takes

[orpheuslament]

i SAID that if you dont love me NOW you will never love me AGAIN

[thestrawberryfool]

It's easy to stay motivated to get outside and go places when Guillermo del Toro is walking behind you, pushing you forward with his psychic powers.

[achillesinhighheels]

[iwillbitenotongue]

knew from a young age that i was weird and unfixable

[rosavaya]

“Many people seem to think it foolish, even superstitious, to believe that the world could still change for the better. And it is true that in winter it is sometimes so bitingly cold that one is tempted to say, ‘What do I care if there is a summer; its warmth is no help to me now.’ Yes, evil often seems to surpass good. But then, in spite of us, and without our permission, there comes at last an end to the bitter frosts. One morning the wind turns, and there is a thaw. And so I must still have hope.”

— Vincent Van Gogh

[anarchistmemedistro]

[mentalhealthmemesofficial]

[notthegrouch]

“If I am worth anything later, I am worth something now. For wheat is wheat, even if people think it is a grass in the beginning.” 

- Vincent van Gogh

[fatimazainab]

Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin

[pmamtraveller]

lunar corona, colorful rings around the moon.

[laterkiss]

i should've locked in when i was thirteen