Indsigten i det overfladiske

[storyop1]

[lgbtsoundsystem]

are you fucking kidding me

[studentikos]

oh my

[thelovejournals]

I know there was something before you. I just can’t remember what it was.

Iain Thomas, “The Forgotten Feeling,” I Wrote This For You (via thelovejournals)

[u-r-home]

your love feels like midnight rides in passenger seats through the city, the white and red lights of cars flying by as quickly as the time. your love feels like the swaying white silk of a skirt i wish i owned. your love feels like hearing a song i forgot i loved over the speakers of a train at night and being moved to tears.

[actuates]

and four years later you’re dancing around your kitchen with a pint of milk in your hand. the windows are open wide, the neighbors are still awake, and they are watching you. they are watching you fall in love with being alive.

from my drafts. |(morsus engel)| (via actuates)

[1980vibes]

[venusdiablita6266-blog]

[yamsrod]

Jeg besjæler mine planter

[primarity]

Found Here

[invitedbonfire]

[quotemadness]

I never realized what a big deal that was. How amazing it is to find someone who wants to hear about all the things that go on in your head.

Nina LaCour (via quotemadness)

[imdeletingsoon-deactivated20130]

[whiitejeans-deactivated20200127]

me: has a breakdown

me: gets super embarrassed about it the second I calm down

[tohkyo]

[droemmenesbarn]

og der er bare så mange ting jeg skal, og jeg orker ingen af dem, og jeg gider ikke mere, og jeg har mest bare lyst til at tude, men det hjælper jo ingen

[peanutsfeelings]

“Snoopy, come home”, 1972.

[patron-saint-of-the-denial]

[babybardot94]