kiss my soul

in love with a book character (she/her)

[pinkyoghurt]

i feel like absolute shit and it’s my fault.

[pinkyoghurt]

i try to convince myself that maybe i’ll fall in love with living after i graduate but it’s starting to feel impossible

[mortalvoid-deactivated20210411]

sometimes I forget how withdrawn and separate from the world and reality I actually am, and always have been. 

[pinkyoghurt]

tumblr is my twitter highkey

[pinkyoghurt]

kind of regret getting into biomedical engineering

[pinkyoghurt]

it’s my safe space here

[pinkyoghurt]

i forgot how falling in love with someone you don’t even know personally is a real thing

[pinkyoghurt]

too scared to share the slightest bit of personal info online is a real problem.

[pinkyoghurt]

you know you’re down bad when you start dreaming about them.

[pinkyoghurt]

how to make a move on someone, without making a move??

[ethanhunt-deactivated20230911]

Tiffany & Co.— Anya Taylor-Joy at the 2021 Golden Globe Awards

[bienenkiste]

Photographed by Andrew Nuding for Simone Rocha S/S 2021

[moon1ike]

Exist slowly, softly like the trees

Ada Limón, Mowing // Shaun Tan, The Blue Cow // Shaun Tan, A Temple for Cows //Czesław Miłosz, Notes // Jean Paul Sartre, Nausea

[tomokohara]

明けましておめでとうございます。皆様にとって佳き年になりますよう！

[vvingless]

I remember pressing a kiss against her neck…A joke between friends, but it was a touch too soft and a bit too loving for a joke. I’m just glad she didn’t realise it.

[forthoseunknown]

But consider this: women loving women in a dark academia setting

- long strands of hair that cling to a girls’ back as she emerges from the water of the lake, bathed in moonlight and the glow of the windows of the old stone buildings

- throwing around lines of Sapphos fragments, acting as though it is just a meaningless game 

- sleeves of white collar shirts rolled up to her elbows, hair falling into her face, glasses sliding down her nose as she sits over history books for hours on end

- wandering the halls at midnight 

- squeezing into small nooks to not get caught, she distinctly smells of the earth and rain

- her playing the male lead in a play because there simply wasn’t a better fit (and those clothes would fit no one the same way they fit her)

[heavensghost]

Chelsea Dingman, ‘’From Nashville, I Revisit the Days I Lived in Vancouver.’’