srstling

she/her

[sun-stained-me]

The surreality grips relentlessly, its wild tendrils weaving through the fabric of existence, rendering meaning elusive. One day, a flicker of hope dances within, whispering that all shall align and find their rightful place. But as the sun sets, doubts emerge like specters, casting shadows upon certainty. Fear becomes a constant companion, gnawing at the edges of consciousness, while second opinions breed like malevolent whispers, clawing at your vulnerable core. The unrelenting assault persists, a thousand attempts to smolder your spirit, and it threatens to persist a thousandfold more.

[sun-stained-me]

Something is so wrong with me

[sun-stained-me]

Why can't I stop crying

[starlightacademia]

I wish I wasn't, such a dreamer. I've ruined this life for myself.

— N.M. Sanchez

[julykings]

from In the House With No Doors by Sarah Kay

[memoryslandscape-deactivated202]

“He talked a lot about the past, and I gathered that he wanted to recover something, some idea of himself perhaps, that had gone into loving [her]. His life had been confused and disordered since then, but if he could once return to a certain starting place and go over it all slowly, he could find out what that thing was …“”

— F. Scott Fitzgerald, from The Great Gatsby (Charles Scribner’s Sons, 1925) 

[sun-stained-me]

130423

I had a good fight with my mother, and the funny thing is I cried for 3.5 hours straight, after that.

I will write about it in my journal

[metamorphesque]

— Edna St. Vincent Millay, Song of a Second April

[sun-stained-me]

I am not okay

[sun-stained-me]

The way my music fluctuates from Lana Del Ray to Labrinth, clearly depicts life fluctuations.

[sun-stained-me]

She said, I was a social butterfly, but now looks like someone cut your wings.

Who did?

[aridante]

Visit Original Link

get some, pull up the ladder when the flood comes, throw enough rope until the legs have swung, seven new ways that you can eat your young.

[geryone]

Headless John The Baptist Hitchhiking, C.T. Salazar

[sun-stained-me]

Do you feel like, there's something special in you, and you are just grooming yourself so that people can recognize that special things

[sun-stained-me]

What I know about myself that I am gonna be huge, I am gonna be too huge to be ever believed, I ll g3t everything I ever wanted.

[sun-stained-me]

When I walk on street, I feel sick, I wish I had more positivity with myself

[sun-stained-me]

I am too accustomed to be alone now, that I find it weird to walk in room filled with people, or when someone walks with me, I feel sick