under tone

countdown

[thoughtcascades]

if i ever actually opened up, half the room would go quiet and the other half would leave

[thoughtcascades]

sometimes i feel like my childhood was just training to apologize for who i am, and i still don’t know what i did

[valentina-poem]

[thehopefulquotes]

“May flowers grow in the saddest parts of you.”

— Zainab Aamir

[konoko]

[classycookiexo]

[mournfulroses]

Miguel Hernández, from The Selected Poems of Miguel Hernandez "Elegy for Ramón Sijé,"

[mournfulroses]

A. R. Ammons, from a poem titled "Shot Glass," featured in The New Yorker

[yousaveeveryonebutwhosavesyou]

[heartbreakclubs]

[valentina-poem]

[undertoneblog]

[thoughtcascades]

I wasn't made to fit in this world, I was made to create a new one.

[sa-dnesss]

did i actually relapse or did i just never recover

[rottenn-angel]

i want to go home

[xfightingtheslip-deactivated202]

[nobodyimportantdaily]

i can’t do it anymore. i just want to give up on everything. i have nothing left to give.