#diary thoughts

[musingsofmarine]

He was like a poetry, walking talking poetry in gorgeous flesh of a human body , he wasn't like snowfall, a rare occurrence, something out of touch or mystical . Instead he was like a summer breeze you yearn on hot evenings , unexpected yet very subtle and sweet . Breeze that had a specific fragrance that imprinted and tickled my brain like a fresh beginings bringing me so much joy.. Summer breeze feels like a possibility it might pass you again someday and you hope for it that someday comes soon.

~Sedna

[overstimulatedsweetheart]

Grief is the heavy pressure on my chest and the inability to cry.

Feeling simultaneously frozen and flighty.

Feeling crushed in the middle of the grocery store, smiling while paying for bread, yet feeling nothing while looking at an urn.

Nonsensical and illogical

[f4ckinpvssyy]

Me and awsome best friend Echina went out today and it was very fun, atleast for me so

I bhought pink hair color, some thrift store necglace and a ring, and a calender for witches :3

[shershayari]

No language known to mankind has words which are worthy for your description. You are beyond what any words or gestures can represent. Therefore when my undeserving eyes glanced at you. I understood why you were the sun to my moon

- z.t. (Extract from my diary entries)

taglist: @curseofaphrodite

[iamperfectlyfine1]

hearing perfect places live whilst also being 19 is going to be the highlight of the year

[t-bird510]

Diary Thoughts #1

7/3/2024 - 10:22PM

Hello, Just wanted to make this so I could remember small notes for the future.

I saw this idea from Tumblr that is related to a Pokemon betrayal AU where Ash pushes his friends away instead the other way around because of how Ash acts differently around each of his friends and it soon gets too much for him and stuff like that.

I don’t remember who said this idea, But I’m just spreading the idea for the sake of being a Pokemon fan and stuff like that.

Anyways…Thanks for reading my thoughts Diary…

[adiaryonthemoon]

World is so funny and cruel. Comical, decadent, hysterical, beautiful. We lust for whatever we already have. I don't mind getting out of my bed but there are some days that my pillow is the only lover I want.