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@secret-obsession
Please tell me Iâm not as forgettable as your silence is making me feel.
You canât start a new chapter in your life, if you keep rereading the last one.
In english we say: âmaybe we werenât meant to beâ,
but in poetry we say: âPerhaps you will always be my parallel line, forever one step and an infinity away and perhaps no one will ever know me like you.
After all we are the same, but sometimes two people can have an undeniable connection, everything in common and still our paths donât intersect.
Sometimes you love someone with every bit of your heart, but theyâre not yours to keep in the end and that is our tragedy, that we are destined to know each other deeply, to be inextricably linked, to be infinitely close and infinitely out of reach.
But perhaps it is possible, however cruel fate may seem, to both love someone and understand it was never meant to beâ.
Iâm dying of love, itâs okay.
- Porcupine Tree, Trains
I went down a million stairs, at least, arm in arm with you.
And now that you are not here, I feel emptiness at each step.
Our long journey was brief, though.
Mine still lasts, but I don't need any more connections, reservations, traps, humiliation of those who think reality is what we are used to see.
I went down millions of stairs, at least, arm in arm with you,
and not because with four eyes we see better that with two.
With you I went downstairs because I knew, among the two of us, the only real eyes, although very blurred, belonged to you.
- Eugenio Montale
Fifteen minutes with you, oh i wouldnât say no.
People see no worth in you, oh but I do.
- The Smiths, Reel Around the Fountain
remember:
the way you met them will be the way that they leave you, if they do.
Pay attention to the syllogism: does a person that gets away love you?
Thatâs rhetorical.
If a person that doesnât love you gets away, whatâs the loss?
People get trapped in making an unconscious mistake.
They grow fond of the imagination of the beautiful life that they could have had.
Exactly, that they could have had.
We were in that small cafĂŠ
with the wind caressing our cheeks.
Lost in thought, I turned around.
You were a looking at me, better yet, you were looking up to me as someone does with uncommon things.
I started looking at your sweet smile through my glasses.
I gradually saw your soul getting closer and tightening mine.
Everything was perfect, your eyes in mine and my heart in yours.
In that exact moment I started feeling the Love flowing in my veins,
but my smile said otherwise.
Love By Rafa G. Arroyo
wat een twist u bent geweest.
âhow are you?â you ask.
how do i tell you that my heart aches every time i think of you?
how do i tell you that i cry myself to sleep every night, remembering you, knowing youâre not mine anymore?
how do i tell you that iâve torn myself apart every day, trying to figure out what went wrong? trying to figure out what i did?
how do i tell you that i would walk blindly through hell and back to be by your side?
how do i tell you that even though you shattered my heart into a million and two pieces, i canât stop loving you with every single broken one of them?
how do i tell you that you are the only person iâve ever loved, and maybe the only person i will ever love?
i canât- thatâs the truth. i canât tell you any of that.
so how am i?
âiâm fine,â i smile tightly. you donât ask me to elaborate.
-i canât tell you the truth. i never could. c.r.