[sunrisewallpapers]

Memes

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Credit to: @caffeinatedunicorn @bussdownkatya

*these photos are not mine*

[horrrifiction]

me, looking at my fresh wounds after my breakdown: why the fuck did i do that

[boobie-fem-x]

[since2thousand]

!!! Trigger warning !!!

After about 2 years clean, I've relapsed again tonight.

Sprayed hand sanitizer on it to give it a little ✨spice✨

I have no one to share this failure with me, as they will only express disappointment at me. That's worse, right?

I'm a failure. Why did I do this?

[coveredinyou]

me in the beginning of 2020:

me at the end of 2020:

[russia-instagram]

[ihateiu]

[enjyou-deactivated20140924]

Ming Dynasty 心 jewellery, with gold, ruby, pearl, etc.

[ziseviolet]

This piece of jewelry is in the shape of the character for “heart” - “心/xin”.

[painpoetry]

[suicideisthesolution]

I don't know how many times I survived myself without telling anyone.

-V. J.

[nanaslife]

They say: „It's okay not to be okay.” And then they don't care if you're not okay.

[somewhatsomelikepoetry]

I’ve never felt more lonely

[lyrics-and-music]

Late Nights In My Car // Real Friends

[betty-draper]

the princess and the frog (2009) dir. ron clements and john musker

[voluntarydemise]

He’s a sob, we knew it. But look at Yingluo being a sob too. 

Episode 26 of Story of Yanxi Palace

[stars-bean]

National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation (1989) dir. Jeremiah S. Chechik

[highkeytrying]

A Love Letter

I miss the ease with which my hands slip from your neck over your shoulders down your arms around your waist

The thought of holding you makes my heart stutter and stall, stutter and stall, stutter

Why are you always on the wrong page?

I’ve been searching for a home and you showed up with these keys

They jingled when you strolled into my line of sight

Shoulders back, arms hanging, hands tucked into pockets

And you looked at me

I read in books that when you meet the love of your life the world stops.

But really

Everything was a flurry and fast and rushed and hectic

When the world finally stopped

You were gone

I can’t wash these sheets

I close my eyes and breathe

And pray your cologne makes its way into my dreams.

—VZ