i wanna RUNAWAYYYYYY
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$LAYYYTER
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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@mojitos-at-midnight
i wanna RUNAWAYYYYYY
i wish it was socially acceptable to reach out to someone from your past, say sorry for the person i was in the past, tell them i still think about them warmly and wish them well
Sagres, Portugal by Luca Severin
“All good and true book-lovers practice the pleasing and improving avocation of reading in bed … No book can be appreciated until it has been slept with and dreamed over.” ― Eugene Field, The Love Affairs of a Bibliomaniac
My therapist told me: Adult friendships need patience, not pressure. People disappear sometimes, not because they don't care, but because life asks more of them than they can explain. Silence can be survival. Distance can be healing. Before assuming you've been forgotten, choose kindness over conclusions. Reach out softly, connection often returns when met with grace.
“Things don’t have purposes, as if the universe were a machine, where every party has a useful function. What’s the function of a galaxy? I don’t know if our life has a purpose and I don’t see that it matters. What does matter is that we’re a part. Like a thread in a cloth or a grass-blade in a field. It is and we are. What we do is like wind blowing on the grass.”
- The Lathe of Heaven, Ursula K. Le Guin
“Never, never tell them. Try and remember that. Never tell anyone anything ever. Never tell anyone anything again.”
— Ernest Hemingway
@mediterranean.traveler
I'm so numb, I'm so so numb
He's kissed her & not me
I need to start shaking things up again, in silence this time. No one gives a fuccckkkk
They don't need me in the way that i need them, and i think that's the most painful thing i've ever experienced.
don’t tell me i’m overthinking. i’m overfeeling and it’s not the same.