theoretically a writer

she/they, infj, trying my best

[siratonin]

"I CANT HANDLE THIS" *handles this*

[siratonin]

"I CANT TAKE ANOTHER DAY" *takes another day*

[theoretically-a-writer]

I wish I was softer.

I wish it didn’t hurt to touch me. 

The only love I know how to give draws blood.

I wish I was easier to love. 

God, I wish I was easier to love.

[ryebreadgf]

let me tell you a secret – sometimes i think this might all be a bad dream. every now and then, when the world is quiet enough, when the yellow light hits the ceiling just right, i feel like a child again. sometimes i wish i could find the spot where time is the weakest, touch it, tear it apart, and wake up on the sofa, behind my parents’ backs where i’ve crawled after some nightmare. from the tv, a laugh track. i’m pretending to sleep. it’s summer. see, the balcony door is ajar. see, there’s a mosquito trying to get in. see, my heart isn’t aching. see?

[joytri]

[theoretically-a-writer]

I hope loving me isn't the hardest thing anyone has to do.

[theoretically-a-writer]

sometimes i think everyone around me took some sort of class that i never knew about, where they learned all the secrets to being a person. i interact with people and it feels like i'm sitting in an exam without the faintest idea about how to answer the questions. there's an awkward pause after i speak and it feels like the teacher is handing me back my paper with the grade facing the desk.

[theoretically-a-writer]

You still crave lemonade, but the taste doesn’t satisfy you as much as it used to. You still crave summer, but sometimes you mean summer, five years ago.

-- Alida Nugent, You Don't Have to Like Me: Essays on Growing Up, Speaking Out, and Finding Feminism

[zerlinawollwage]

i hope death is like being carried to your bedroom, when you were a child & fell asleep on the couch during a family party. i hope you can hear the laughter from the next room - lilies abounded

[fromdarzaitoleeza]

Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Gentle Spirit

[fromdarzaitoleeza]

Alice Oseman, Radio Silence

[filmnoirsbian]

Nostalgia is like hey remember that time in your life when you were unbearably sad and angry all the time? What if you weren't? What if you actually miss it? What if magnolia trees never smell like that again?

[academia-lucifer]

@academia-lucifer

[theoretically-a-writer]

obsessively checking my notifications to reassure myself that i exist in other people's minds

[theoretically-a-writer]

sometimes i think that growing up is just ripping your own heart out and throwing away your old favorite shirts.

[aridante]

George Steiner, The Death of Tragedy

[bellestudy]

My favourite library.

[screamon-deactivated20230625]

mary oliver

[theoretically-a-writer]

when you're thinking about saying something, you open your mouth and take a breath. often, you change your mind and stay silent. it's become second nature for me to stop whatever i'm doing and ask you what you were going to say. you always ask how i manage to read your mind, and i just smile and say that i know you. to me, this is the most intimate form of love.