tonight we all die young

[dem0ncreature]

[omgitscass]

[wordx]

[remanence-of-love]

[perriaeyjeve]

[museify]

[thatonedeadboy]

its a lonely road

[chillxmami]

still healing from things I don’t speak about

[autarque]

Un homme qui dort, Bernard Queysanne & Georges Perec, 1974

[the-ankush-says-deactivated2023]

E. E SCOTT

[starwarsgrl77]

A part of me is missing

[xtroor]

All roads unfortunately lead back to tumblr.

[prettyfukinalone]

i keep pretending i’m okay

because no one wants to hear

about a heartbreak

that never healed

[i-will-recover-tomorrow]

[night-thief]

"Sometimes, I feel the past and the future pressing so hard on either side that there's no room for the present at all."

- Evelyn Waugh, Brideshead Revisited

[nixscriptum]

[mothprincess]

Mary Oliver, from The Fire