#words n stuff

[ratleyland]

There is a kind of peace that comes from no longer needing to be understood

[sydneys-adamu]

hi! so for the entire month of February I wrote drabbles for my friends and now I wanna share with you! they vary in angst, fluff, alternate universe and everything in between. I hope you like it 🩷

here’s this pretty gif bc I love it!

@sutherlins @ambeauty @turbulenthandholding (wouldn’t have been possible without you guys! all my love 🩷🩷🩷)

[chaosmindthoughts]

Everyone says my skin is soft—it’s just my hands that can’t feel it.

Source: @chaosmindthoughts

[1st-1]

Tell me the story about how the sun loved the moon so much he died every night to let her breathe.

[yoursecretstar54]

sometimes i think the things i never lived died waiting for me.

The days i was meant to have, the faces i was meant to know, the lovers who i was suppose to hold their hands and marry them.

I imagine them fading quietly one by one and i wish i could bring them back but i’m too late, I wl never have them

[heartstringsandbrokenthings]

i’m afraid of a lot of things, but mostly, most sincerely, i am afraid of being unravelled by you, and you finding nothing you want in here

[gelseyt]

Gray, cool, and foggy morning.

Mornings are for walking and stomping on dried branches. Mornings are for walking slowly as we near the lake to watch the ducks swim and the blue heron and egrets eat their morning breakfast.

Watching from a distance and fastening our steps as an already gray sky grows darker.

Quiet morning. Lonely streets. Walking home before the rain comes.

[generousturtlestarlight-blog]

I stopped when I noticed that you weren’t actually listening to me, you were just replying.