[thesunnandthemooonn]

At this point I have stopped caring about what others are doing because in the process of fixing others and leading them back, I have broken and lost myself

Is this being selfish

[thesunnandthemooonn]

I need fictional men.

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

رميت كل قواميس في النار وسميت لغتي.

I threw all of my dictionaries in the fire and named you my language.

[thesunnandthemooonn]

Stfu

[thesunnandthemooonn]

When does life get better, the past wasn't the best, the present doesn't feel the best and the future,do I even want the future

- somewhere

[fairydrowning]

"I did not like to be touched, but it was a strange dislike. I did not like to be touched because I craved it too much. I wanted to be held very tight so I would not break."

-Marya Hornbacher, Wasted

[fairydrowning]

"I'm not used to being loved. I wouldn't know what to do."

-F. Scott Fitzgerald, More Than Just A House

[thesunnandthemooonn]

It was me

Me I was the one everyone forgot, it was me that caused problems, it was me that noone liked, it was me that carried the whole world's problems on my shoulders, it was me that everyone hated. It was me. I was the unwanted

[thesunnandthemooonn]

I am so tired of being hated on, so tired of being disliked, so tired of being so unwanted

What did I ever do to deserve such hatred

[thesunnandthemooonn]

Life feels so sad right now

Existing feels like a sin

I have nowhere to be, nowhere to go

What is the use of such existence

[thesunnandthemooonn]

Tumblr really out here being the cutest app, oh congratulations you liked 500 posts, oh congratulations you hit 100 followers,oh yeah I think we need an update, I am loving this omg 😭

[thesunnandthemooonn]

Time is going so fast and I am so worried that i am wasting it but I am so tired I am so tired.

[thoughtkick]

“Almost. It’s a big word for me. I feel it everywhere. Almost home. Almost happy. Almost changed. Almost, but not quite. Not yet. Soon, maybe.”

— Joan Bauer

[memoryslandscape-deactivated202]

““It’s not the same, is it?’ ‘Of course it isn’t the same, […]. Today’s meal is always different from yesterday’s. The last woman is never the same as the one before.’”

— Nigel Kneale, from the screenplay Look Back in Anger (Woodfall Films, 1959)

[thesunnandthemooonn]

"I don't think i even know what my favorite flower is. " she said with a sad smile

"How is that even possible? " he laughed

"How does one know what their favorite flower is when they don't ever get flowers "

[altruisticwriter]

-William Wordsworth

[lifeinpoetry]

My body is something I have worn

for other people.

— Safia Elhillo, from "Orpheus," Girls That Never Die

[matrose]

imagine being the first ancient person to realize that the ocean and their tears taste the same. imagine realizing that your sorrow and the waves share a taste. i wouldve gone crazy

[somethoughtseeds]