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Dieses unaufhörliche Gefühl, niemals wirklich auszureichen, egal wie sehr man sich bemüht, sitzt tief. Es flüstert einem bei jedem Schritt zu, dass man nie genug ist.
I love tumblr bc it feels like im talking to a wall and sometimes the wall responds
Selbst dein schlimmster Feind kann dich nicht so sehr verletzten wie der eine Mensch, den du über alles liebst.
my kisses will make you wanna fuck
All you gotta do is die a little to survive.
-die a little
nothing hurts more when you're crying at night without making a noise and losing your breath with those silent screams of hurt.
Feeling like you're too much is honestly one of the worst feelings to possibly exist. It just feels like you need to stop being yourself and existing all together. It's like you crawl out of your own skin and laugh in disgust at what remains, it's pathetic. And so saddening.
parked car conversations are lowkey unofficial therapy sessions.
Let me be your 4 am thoughts.
Sonya Vatomsky, from a poem titled "Spring Flowers," featured in Salt Is for Curing, publ. in 2015
my red flag is how i talk when i’m in a bad mood
i never leave when it gets hard, I leave when it gets inconsiderate, inconsistent, and disrespectful
You ever hear a song so good you gotta restart it before it even finish
i'm so attracted to emotional intelligence like damn the way you actually listen and communicate turns me on
Ok but direct eye contact is so hot.