lost soul

I don't know what I'm doing or where I'm going and I'm trying to be okay with that.

[satanasaeternus]

Spitblossoms

[aaaangel444]

[heavenhillgirl]

[re-cut-off-blog]

[latibule-e-deactivated20231012]

— Paul Valéry, from Collected Works; “The Voice of Things.”

[fromdarzaitoleeza]

Richard siken / dave eggers

[tendermimi]

— Ocean Vuong, Because It’s Summer

[weltenwellen]

Natalie Díaz, from "American Arithmetic", Postcolonial Love Poem

[typewriter-worries]

[ Text ID: I am doing my best to not become a museum / of myself. I am doing my best to breathe in and out. ]

[ruhlare]

A safe home, tender hands, deep eyes and warm hugs.

[peanit]

t-shirt that says "i rely on pharmaceutical drugs to preform routine tasks"

[willgrahamscock]

they’re horrors to YOU, however i’m turned on by them

[holyunholy]

its not my fault the optimal atmospheric conditions are achieved in my room when the heater is on and the window is open. btw who is Electric Bill he sounds cool

[ca314159bara]

the homies are melancholic and despondent and their sleep is troubled by visions

[feral-ballad]

Blythe Baird, from If My Body Could Speak; “Concerns from a hot-boxed jeep”

[Text ID: “How do I stop / carrying everything / that had ever / happened to me?”]

[fairycosmos]

the bravery of a girl who has to decide what is for dinner and then cook it and then wash dishes every day forever and ever.

[touching-living-breathing]

That's called being an adult

[fairycosmos]

no it’s called being the bravest girl on planet earth

[bpdshan]

[quotemadness]

“Travel and tell no one. Live a true love story and tell no one. Live happily and tell no one. People ruin beautiful things.”

— Khalil Gibran