Nimmerlandstraum

You think you know death, but you don't. Not until you've seen it, really seen it. It gets under yours skin and lives inside you. You also think you know life. You stand on the edge of things and watch it go but you're not living it. Not really. You're just a tourist, a ghost.

[missinyouiskillingme]

Come back. Even as a shadow, even as a dream.

[feral-ballad]

Vikram Seth, from Summer Requiem: A Book of Poems; “Things to Say”

[emmaklee]

[nixscriptum]

[missinyouiskillingme]

Sometimes all you can do is lie in bed and hope to fall asleep before you fall apart.

— William C. Hannan

[inkpressedpetals]

[jurassicpeanut]

Sometimes processing trauma looks like making mini comics about dogs.

[resqectable]

“You have to meet people where they are, and sometimes you have to leave them there.”

— Iyanla Vanzant

[jxck-y]

[askyea-poesy]

I will be everywhere you look but nowhere to be found and that will be my revenge.

Aurora Raine

[thoughtkick]

“In the end you can’t always choose what to keep. You can only choose how you let it go.”

— Ally Condie

[project-quoter]

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[thoughtcascades]

every version of me that loved loudly is dead

[newtlesbian]

due to personal reasons im evil now

[thoughtkick]

“You can, you should, and if youre brave enough to start, you will.”

— Stephen King

[thoughtkick]

“I am learning to love the sound of my feet walking away from things not meant for me.”

— Unknown

[thoughtkick]

“We tell our stories differently, dont we, you and I?”

— Paula Hawkins