A Soft Silent Damn

Leah | 28 | Any Pronouns | Pisces | my blog is the only organized part of my life

[brandneweyescd]

they were right btw. you have to dig yourself out of your grave over and over again

[disgustinggf]

i just log in here, show serious signs of mental illness and call it a day

[notgreatbob]

''i wasted those years'' who cares. you lived the only life you could've lived in those moments

[bestiolin]

osatsu_032

[pilgrimattinkercreek1974]

Oh ok so it turns out ive been borrowing grief from the future ! it turns out ive been preparing to lose the things i love rather than basking in the light of them while they last. Maybe i should nt do that

[buzzkillgirls]

so. bad news. we have to keep going tomorrow. good news is that I’ll keep going with you

[tomato-fuckup]

uve earned these buddo

LMAO THANKS

[francisforever2014]

how do you just get up and deal with the fact that there’s a last time for everything. there was a last time you sat on your dads shoulders and there was a last time your mom tucked you into bed. there’s going to be a last time you kiss your sister on the head and there’s going to be a last time you hug your best friend. there’s going to be a last time you feel exactly as you feel right now and there’s going to be a last time that person says i love you. i need to lay down

[spice-ghouls]

Iain Thomas, The Light That Shines When Things End

[killrockstar]

'CUZ I MISS YOU TOO.

[schuylerpeck]

schuylerpeck / instagram: hiitssky

[deviika]

Cassandra Clare

[archbudzar]

Mary Oliver (from In Blackwater Woods)

[spiribia]

it’s nuts that the way you meet people that will be in your life for a long time can be so circumstantial and random like if i hadn’t bumped into you that one time you just wouldn’t have been in my life for years to come. unreal that connections can come from anywhere and any accidental happenstance can change your life for the better

[nazarjoon]

funky lil dude 

do not repost or reuse my art

[nazarjoon]

available as a print :3

[ritikajyala]

There'll be a moment when you realise you're 27 when yesterday you were just 17; and you wouldn't be able to tell how a decade passed away and your life got divided into before and afters. The fury of youth will subdue and nothing will really change but everything will feel different when you look at old photographs and blurry videos taken on cheap mobile phones. Scents will remind you of childhood and certain friends you don't talk to anymore, hangouts will become reunions and mom's burnt pie will become the best food you ever had. And I know on some days you won't be able to show anything of those 10 years but I hope you remember to breathe, and let go of the knot in your chest. I hope you go out in the sun and live a little, because tomorrow is 37.

Edit- I added the visualizer for this piece on my YT, check it out here

-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The Flesh I Burned

[honeytuesday]

my blog is just one long love letter to myself and all the people i used to be

[honeytuesday]

[blossomfully]

Sue Zhao