Run While You Can

This is where my mind will wander at 3am when I can't sleep and I pretend to be an author. Enjoy your stay. If you want to know who I really am, just search for the quotes tag. I also have an Instagram if you’d like to see more of my face...literally (same username as this blog). Pisces, ENFP, and apparently a Gryffindor.

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

fanfiction is a rare gem and a solid, living proof that, in a world of tiktok, influencers and content posting, not everything is about money and going viral. art can still be art just for the sake of the artists’ pure love, joy and passion for the art they create. fanfic writers write 100k words and more about the characters they love for free. just because they love these characters and the art of writing so much. art is not dead and the world is still beautiful.

shoutout to fanfiction and fanfic writers

[overcomplicatedxoxo]

You ever just get fucking tired of trying to convince yourself that you’re okay and that you’re valuable and that you’re enough? And then you ever get even more exhausted because you know you sound like a broken fucking record saying it again but you just want this feeling to stop already? But you can’t say it to the people you normally do because, again, broken record? So you spend the whole day trying everything you can think of and building a badass case for yourself about why you are enough and you are desirable and you are valuable so now you’re even MORE fucking tired??

I’m absolutely exhausted.

[traumasurvivors]

Your trauma is valid, even if you reacted in "bad" ways to the things they did to you. You did these things while you were being abused and backed into a corner. Reacting, even in "bad" ways does not make your trauma invalid, or make you deserving of it. You could never deserve it.

[busybeingfound]

more positive lockscreens #4

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like or reblog if you save or use

[dumblr]

And sometimes or maybe always, I forgot to be kind and gentle to myself.🧡🌙

I forgot that she is still the best thing that I have and will always remain, if everyone else will leave.💛🌻

[tinydinosaurperfection-deactiva]

"I think freckles, stretch marks, tattoos, bruises, birthmarks, and scars are probably the coolest things, you started with a blank canvas and look at you now, all this evidence that you have lived and the sun has shone on you and you have grown and maybe tripped up a few times and liked an image so much that you made a permanent part of you! beautiful!"

this is one of the most beautiful things I have read.

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Always remember that.😇💗💗🌷🌷

[michaelbogild-deactivated202503]

[michaelbogild-deactivated202503]

“She is not a witch, but she does write with the soul of one.”

— (via michaelbogild)

[the2headedcalf-moved]

i think a lot about how it is such a common experience to withstand our deepest pains and sorrows on our own and never even shed a tear, then, the moment someone offers us comfort, we break down completely

[the2headedcalf-moved]

sometimes being offered tenderness feels like the very proof that you've been ruined

by ocean vuong

it surprises me, how a gesture so small can feel so very big. how sometimes you don't realize the nervousness or sadness you were holding deep inside until the touch of someone you love lets it all out of you, like your entire body is exhaling

by lucy keating

[wolfsskull]

[unclefather]

i wish that we were still uptown funking it up and not whatever this is

[bishops-severed-torso]

we uptown fucked it up

[michaelbogild-deactivated202503]

she hides her heart in her poems

ever vanishing further into her wraith of a soul she only deals in lengthening shadows is only intimate with her afflictions you know she used to touch the rainbow  would talk to the moon for hours  but her eyes now : a lost paradise and when she speaks she speaks like falling leaves wedded to the frozenness of winter drinking only the wine of forsaken songs she smiles but like a scar and often weeps at night trembling with an ancient longing a tender flower in a storm of broken love she is made of a thousand rejected stars wandering like a long lost verse and then returning to her dreams again where she tries to unlearn the world  in her dreams where he truly loves her only to wake up again as always so many endings she carries in her heart that she can hardly imagine a new beginning

and so like others before her she hides her heart in her poems where no one can ever find it

[sohm-al]

how many followers do i need to get random asks god be nosy u little shits ask me about my personal life this is fucking boring getting nothing

[daydreameranthony]

I won’t stick around for people that won’t stick around for me

[gamegrrl]

can’t wait until people start claiming to be shadowbanned on this site and we collectively get to inform them that there’s no algorithm and their posts just suck

[homunculus-argument]

gotta love how in 2012 Tumblr, all the replies on even slightly weirdly worded posts and replies were like "oh mY GOD what did I just read" and "THIS ENTIRE WEBSITE IS ON DRUGS" and a long series of Superwholock gifs of people flailing and laying face down on the ground and generally overreacting

and in 2022 someone can just calmly post shit like "off I fuck on my weekly journey into the deep murky woods to snort a line of ants off the Woodland Ghoul's dick" and nobody even comments, they'll just quietly nod like yeah mood and reblog that shit.

Maybe a faint little "yeah that's valid" hiddne quietly in the notes.

[funnytwittertweets]