a space away from the noise

25 | she/her | pansexual/demisexual/hopeless romantic | just a weirdo vibing in her own corner, but you’re welcome to join the party ◡̈ | here you shall find a collection of my random thoughts, rants, poems, pretty girls, cool cars, and witchcraft <3

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Greg Santora

[the-moon-whisperer]

[quotefeeling]

“It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.”

— E.E. Cummings

[tender-spirit]

I‘m haunted by the words I wished you‘d say

[naiveasf]

[ruhaniya]

i am a lover first and absolutely insane second

[minimalistquotes]

Before I let you go, I have to admit I begged the universe to make you stay.

[soulskyflower]

I don't want causal, I want to fuck your soul, strip ourselves down to our most vulnerable parts and kiss them. I want to make you moan in the way you try to hide cause you're too embarrassed, but I want that raw and passionate sex with you

[thehopefulquotes]

“I never realized what a big deal that was. How amazing it is to find someone who wants to hear about all the things that go on in your head.”

— Nina LaCour

[heyvamin]

because who am i if i don‘t give my entire heart everytime?

[mamiaztec]

lighting the blunt w the fire that’s inside me

[swagcatholic]

The hoes are not stimulating me intellectually anymore

[elletu]

silly girl, you almost forgot that you're the sun.

[theroyalarchive]

god I cannot wait until I can devour you again..... and then I wanna give you banana bread :D

[soulxstealer]

i need to like.. ummm.. give head.. for my own pleasure

[theroyalarchive]

screaming into the void trying to make sense of it all

I was looking for answers but all I got was more questions

desperately trying to fill the void you left

but no matter how much they have it still somehow always falls flat in your shadow

what have you done to me?

I can’t shake the traces that you left on my soul

so I guess I shall forever long for that perfect spring where we got a little lost together

[yourlocalghostwriter]

He is your apology.

I met someone today. Someone new. He's cute. He's smart. He's funny. He's thoughtful. He resembles you.

I told myself a long time ago that I will stop searching for remnants of you in people, that I would give myself the chance to stop looking for a blueprint so unique it cannot be replicated. Yet here I am. You took so much of my heart and soul that whatever I do, whoever I meet, it all comes back to you.

The first time I saw him took my breath away. I knew right there and then I would get totally smitten by him and I was right. He looks, talks, and acts just like the very man I thought I would never meet again. I like him. I would like to get to know him more.

He is so much like you—and yet, not you at all.

There are songs I still cannot listen to without feeling an ache in my chest. I stopped hoping of being able to fully let you go. You are engraved in the very sinews of my heart. I guess I will forever love you. Everything that I will ever do, in everyone I will ever love, will have pieces of you in it.

Thank you though.

Thank you for praying hard enough for me that I got to meet you all over again—in a different body, with a different voice, with a different story.

He feels like an apology from you.

With him, I felt something I hadn’t felt in a long time—something I only ever felt about you.

I could cry for you, for us, for the fact that we didn't stand a chance. This is the best we will ever get, the closest chance we will ever have. You will meet me in another woman and I will get to meet you all over again through somebody else.

And this time—it's him.