ènoument;

エズラ に凍る // est. 2002 I can make you hate me and love me at the same time. //

[oishishie]

Genuinely just wanna live in a first-world country and take cute pictures when I'm out rather than suffer here with my low-income job

[oishishie]

[oishishie]

Random pictures throughout the year to compensate my lack of taking pictures (my life deserves better romanticization and hope)

[oishishie]

It's my 11 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

[oishishie]

I'm really really troubled on how I don't regularly take random pictures in my life, 'cause wdym nothing is worth documenting anymore?

Adulting really is hitting me hard but damn, what could make me take pictures again?

[thehopefulquotes]

“I have survived. I am here. Confused, screwed up, but here.”

— Laurie Halse Anderson

[oishishie]

It's raining again, of course I'll show up here on Tumblr.

[oishishie]

someday, i am going to live a life worth romanticizing. i promise that.

the type where i could always take pretty pictures of the scene in front of me

[loserpumpkin]

I want so deeply to spend a lifetime with you.

It doesn’t matter where we are. It could be a crowded city, a quiet village or even a room with nothing but our laughter.

It doesn’t matter how, with grand plans or no plans at all. What I truly want is the certainty of your presence close to mine.

What I crave is not adventure on distant shores but the simple rhythm of us breathing in the same space. The ordinary miracles mean everything to me.

Your voice drifting through the room, your hand reaching for mine without thought, your eyes meeting mine in the middle of the day as if the whole world stopped for that glance.

I long to sleep in your arms, night after night, resting in the safety of you. In your presence, silence feels full and darkness feels kind.

I long to wake morning after morning to see your face, soft and unguarded, smiling like the first light I want to know.

Love, to me, is not measured in grand gestures but in the repetition of your nearness. It lives in the way one day folds into another, always carrying you within it.

It is in the way my heart learns the rhythm of your heartbeat as if it were my own.

So let the years pass and let the seasons turn. As long as you are beside me, I will have everything.

Because my deepest desire, my only desire is to love you endlessly. In every night. In every morning. In every quiet moment that eternity allows us to share.

I love you. Always.

[oishishie]

to my reiiel xx

[rsawriting]

Yeah.

I can’t lie.

Something in me died this summer.

[wordx]

Yeah.

I can't lie.

Something in me died since 2019

[oishishie]

when will i be okay

despite having work, a beautiful partner, a home, I can't help but feel this dread within me and be scared of it. i hate to admit there's this linger of depression, maybe it's burn out. maybe it's adulting catching up, but im so afraid of staying this way. when will i be okay?

[paper-wounds]

[oishishie]

I used to pick up a pen And write words, reaching the bottom of the sea I used to pick up a pen And feel the sun rise inside of me

Now, I’m just a plain person With a license and degree Not knowing this isn’t worthy Of life, living without poetry

[angeldevil11-deactivated2025072]

[kingcatnine]

being the last one to send a message before the chat falls into sudden silence always feels like u just made the worst faux pas of your life and you go sorry guys was that weird and they're all like no sorry I was just looking at a leaf on tbe ground leaf.jpg like oh ok

[oishishie]

I used to be full of life

And this might come of surprising if you're just passing by here, trying to catch up. I have so much to update about, but here's the shortest update: Adulting and the real life has reached me.

Ever since I passed the board exam, heck even after graduating, life has been on survival mode. The review season was great, but working and juggling family isn't easy.

I used to be the kind of girl who along with her priorities -- can still manage to dream of life, appreciate everything around her, and even have the time to snap a few pictures here and there.

But now, I find it so hard to even open the camera case. I feel like I'm losing my spark. I don't feel so great, physically and mentally. And along with it, comes the guilt of having this sadness when I have this amazing person with me, a dilemma of work, and even having my license.

I can't wait to be back to my old self again.

[nosimpincurly]

You’re not depressed. You just need $250,000 in your bank account.

[catherinebunnington]

Reblog to materialize $250,000 in prev's bank account