I miss the version of us that stayed up talking about nothing and everything. When your name on my screen felt like home
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I miss the version of us that stayed up talking about nothing and everything. When your name on my screen felt like home
Darling, I’d recognize you in total darkness, even if I were blind and you were completely silent. I’ve tasted you in a dozen different lifetimes, in different bodies and different eras—and trust me, you are always my favorite flavor. I fully intend to keep loving you like this... at least until the stars burn out and we run out of champagne
People drain me. I need to escape to refill
Finding someone who doesn’t ask you to mute your joy or hide your healing is the rarest kind of luxury.
We met like strangers
but somehow your presence
started feeling like home
At first, it was just random conversations
teasing and late replies pretending not to care
Then came the little things
checking on each other, remembering tiny details
waiting for messages and smiling at the screen for no reason
Slowly, two different lives
became one beautiful habit
Now, even silence feels comforting
when we're together
Maybe love isn't always about grand promises
Maybe it's just finding one person
who makes ordinary days feel special
You're my favorite chapter
And if this is a story
then I hope it never reaches the last pageÂ
I’m the best mistake you’ll ever make.
Manipulative people don't apologise for how they've treated you. Instead, they shift the blame onto you and twist your natural reactions into proof that you're the problem.
Stop saying you love me when you can disappear for hours without a message, without a thought for how I might feel. Love isn't just words you drop when it's convenient. It's presence. It's checking in. It's choosing connection, even on busy days. You can go silent so easily, don't call it love.. because love doesn't make someone feel forgotten. It makes them feel held, even from a distance.
Love Doesn't Go Silent…
Mess with my kindness and you’ll meet a version of me I don’t even like.
Maybe life doesn’t need to feel right everywhere all at once. Maybe it’s enough to find small spaces where I don’t have to force anything ... where I can just exist without adjusting myself to fit in.
It could be as simple as one person who understands me, one thing I enjoy without pressure, or even just a quiet moment where I don’t feel judged. Not everything has to drain me.
I think I’ve been trying to belong everywhere, when maybe I only need a few places that feel real. And maybe that’s enough to slowly get some of my energy back.
Hilarious how 'working hard' still doesn't qualify me to be 'good enough'… I think we can skip April Fools' this year. This world feels like jokes
Some pain doesn't make noise ..it just turns you silent
For the first time, I let someone cross my boundaries. For the first time, I chose to give someone a chance, and that someone was you.Â
just to keep you in my life, I broke all my rules.
Sometimes it’s hard to reply to someone who writes from the heart. When words are that deep and honest, they can be difficult to respond to. You don’t just read them—you feel them. And in moments like that, staying quiet can be the most honest and meaningful response.
What turns me on is not what I do to your body.. It is what I do to your mind.
if we're dating be prepared to communicate cause we ain't gonna do that ignoring each other bullshit when we're mad
I read your mood like hidden signs,
like broken stars between the lines.
Your silence pulls me like a drug
too deep to quit, too real to run.
If you feel it, don’t lie to me.
I don’t need truth if it’s too loud.
I just need you ... not the crowd.