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@seemehowiam
a fine place to rest.
(all original posts will be tagged #my garden of words)
(all askbox questions and answers will be tagged #ian answers)
we can’t erase history, but i don’t want to repeat it.
my broken pieces flow to your shore /
— ʀ.ᴛ.
every fucking day. i'll live with the regret for the rest of my life i think
no matter how much i hate the person i've become, i have to remember that i am a mosaic of every person i've ever loved or known. despite hating myself, i'm made up of pieces that i've loved about others.
don’t take my defeatism too seriously I will always begin again and again no matter what
I might sound miserable most of the time but at my core I’m a very hopeful person
apparently there's always hope even if it feels like there isn't. especially when it feels there isn't
"how fortunate am i to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard."
i think of this every time i have to look my love in the eye, tears brimming at the corners and threatening to spill.
i think of this every time we look at each other and see the future that we cannot yet obtain.
i think of this as i caress their face and i wipe the tears from their cheeks, as mine threaten to fall just as heavily down my own.
i think of this as i watch their car pull out of my driveway, and i watch the tail lights disappear over the hill near my house.
i think of this as i watch their blip on my map grow further from me, back to where they call home.
our homes are separate for now.
"how fortunate am i to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard?"
that is the most bittersweet part of it all. the challenge of the goodbye.
“while carrying the weight of hope is valid, it doesn’t make it less heavy.”
here comes autumn again! cool breezes and orange leaves painting the landscape! halloween is coming too!!!!
If you’re still embarrassed of showing me all your wounds, then please just hug me tightly. Even if I don’t see your scars, I want to feel them through your skin to know you entirely, and I believe so do you.
Kim Jonghyun, Skeleton Flower: Things That Have Been Released and Set Free (2015)
i wonder if i could ever go back to the person i was before i knew june 6th was your birthday.
we will try again today guys
mortifying
sometimes the singular thread holding my being together is that someday, eventually, i will be coming home to my partner. i will be able to kiss them good morning and good night. we will share meals and memories under the same roof, and i will look at them and know that everything ive been through to get to this point was worth it. they are worth it.
i can’t wait to make a home with you with our cats and books and quiet nights. i can’t wait to dance and bake with you. can’t wait to make dinner for you every chance i get.
it sucks to miss a place i’ve never even been to.
Good morning, you have to be the thing that saves you
I ASKED GOD FOR A SAVIOUR AND HE SAID LOOK AT YOUR HANDS
love them so much that i'm trying to love living again .