one of those decades

[remanence-of-love]

[pastelcottoncandyunicorn]

i feels like there’s something missing in me that the rest of the world has and it’s not fair

[ceruleanheaven]

[looking at people younger than me] you have your whole life ahead of you [looking at people older than me] you have your whole life ahead of you [looking at myself] its over

[shamebats]

"it's just stress" oh thank god, it's just the silent killer that slowly kills you, perfectly harmless, no need to worry

[a-mind-in-ruins]

[sentientsky]

on being seen

"To Be Seen" - Searows // El Greco painting // Adult Children of Emotionally Immature Parents - Lindsay C. Gibson // Fayum Mummy Portrait // "Nature Poem," When I Grow Up I Want to Be a List of Further Possibilities - Chen Chen // El Greco painting // "Sweet Fruit" - Erin LeCount

[silenceheldme]

when its getting bad again but you can‘t talk to anybody about it so you lowkey just sit there and let your thoughts consume you

[hollanderthoughts]

I want to be heard (doesn’t speak) I want to be understood (doesn’t explain) I want to be seen (acts like if a missing person was right in front of everybody)

[ravioliet]

god's weakest soldier is scrolling tumblr instead of being productive or participating in any of their hobbies

[unwastelandunbaby]

“they’re just looking at each other” you could not begin to understand the complexities involved in looking at each other

[salemwitchtrials-deactivated202]

[ID: an excerpt from ‘Memory,’ a poem by Evelyn Graham Frost 

“I dreamt I drank the colour of your voice;”]

[ruhaniya]

[weltenwellen]

Joy Sullivan, from “These Days People Are Really Selling Me On California”, Instructions for Traveling West

[weltenwellen]

Tracy K. Smith, from “Don’t You Wonder, Sometimes?”, Life on Mars

[nothingspecialjustasoul]

It hurts when you realize you aren't as important to someone as you thought you were.

[vee-morozova]

I get it, I can be a jerk. That's why all of my friends are rocks.

[hildeeveraert]

[inanotherunivrse]

In another universe, we could admit our shared feelings for each other. In another universe, we weren't too afraid to be vulnerable with one another.