𝐎-𝐘𝐀-𝐒𝐔-𝐌𝐈, 𝐎-𝐘𝐀-𝐒𝐔-𝐌𝐈 @om-or-i - Tumblr Blog

It's been what? Three years? I need to get over it, i can't keep avoiding speaking to Macaques because I get upset.

And he's been so nice and understanding and patient and kind to me.

It's just been hard to keep going forward, but i can't stay stuck on all these regrets forever, and i need to stop hoping you'll come back, and i can't keep avoiding front because so many things make me think of you.

#wukong 🔆

healing-is-cool

I'm so sorry for everytime someone hurt you. Everytime you felt like you were unlovable. Everytime you felt like a burden. For everytime someone made you feel like you weren't enough. I'm sorry. You deserved better, then and now.

tunisian

the things we carry and leave behind in each other

alfred tennyson, ulysses / @bakwaaas / hannah lock, hands / danny castillones sillada, those sweet and painful memories / chuck palahniuk, invisible monsters / @cerleansky / becca de la rosa and mabel martin, mabel (ep. 28): matryoshka

f0rcee

Do you miss all your old selves?

no they are inside of me i hug them everyday and say u did such a good job

kosmogrl

stuckinapril

hey man I found a piece of your soul stuck in the text messages of old friends you don’t speak to anymore. do you want it back

biglawbear

kosmogrl

https://twitter.com/onlyyagirl_

bakwaaas

@fairycosmos / Comic by @shhhitsfine / Comic by @incendavery

bakwaaas

@ryebreadgf / alison zai / phillip roth / unknown / @archbudzar

ruffboi-mags

stardial

missing someone is crazy because you’ll have dreams that r like “we went on a nice walk together :)” and you’ll wake up feeling like you’re gonna throw up

glowcowboy

grief is so crazy like what if i forget what her laugh sounds like. does she know i loved her. i miss her so much. i catch myself doing things she used to do. i wish i could call her. i miss her so much. i do a crossword puzzle. i cry while washing the dishes. does she know i loved her? my heart feels like a hummingbird. i miss her so much. what if i forget what her laugh sounds like. what if i forget.

megairea

“Very early in my life it was too late.”

— Marguerite Duras, The Lover (tr. by Barbara Bray), 1984

fromdarzaitoleeza

{Quotes marguaxpoetry on Instagram / Sarah Kay}

petaltexturedskies

I wonder why I don't go to bed and go to sleep. But then it would be tomorrow, so I decide that no matter how tired, no matter how incoherent I am, I can skip one hour more of sleep and live. If I did not have this time to be myself, to write here, to be alone, I would somehow, inexplicably, lose a part of my integrity.

Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath