How Strange To Be Anything At All

28.

[waiwaipang]

Magic fish

[lesyeuxdefany]

[lovelysuggestions]

You have survived every moment of your life, even the ones you swore you wouldn’t. This time is no different; you will last.

[veryluckyclovers]

[umrzec]

[gotouda]

[cryptid-corpse]

Reblog if you're bisexual and sleepy

[domesticflight]

[veryluckyclovers]

[angelmanifestation]

🧿 I break the cycle of staying in past situations that hurt me. I forgive myself, release the ill will, and invite in abundance 🧿

[pianjeong]

so many songs to listen to. so many books to read. so many things to watch. so much stuff to write. i think i will sit here and decompose

[howelljenkins]

having to come to terms with the fact that love is not an everlasting performance in which you attempt to retain the attention of your significant other but rather a release of control and putting faith into them and trusting them to choose to stay with you no matter what you have to offer

[howelljenkins]

to love and be loved is to rest

[cat-parlour]

[dashbeardconfessional]

the plant has a question

[longseasons]

[jumpingjacktrash]

hmm you have a lot of tension back here

[marcitlali]

What advice would you give 21 year old you?

Everything changes beyond absolute recognition

[queertasm]

[lesbianjamies]

when bly manor said “to truly love another person is to accept that the work of loving them is worth the pain of losing them” and “dead doesn’t mean gone” and “love and ownership couldn’t be more opposite” and “everyone is exhaustive but sometimes once in a blue goddamned moon someone just might be worth the effort” and “one day at a time is fine by me as long as those days are with you” and “im not sick of you im actually pretty in love with you it turns out” and “we’ll wear the rings and we’ll know” and “i’ll feel everything for the both of us” and “take me with you drag me down like you did the others but dani wouldn’t dani would never” and “she will walk the grounds of bly harmless as a dove for all of her days leaving the only trace of who she once was in the memory of the woman who loved her most” and “its not a ghost story its a love story”