Gedankenrauch.

It's all messy: the hair, the bed, the words, the heart. Life.

[hatin]

via weheartit

[itsallfakeaboutmylife]

Und wieder holen mich die selben Gedanken wieder ein.

[as-111]

CEO of disappearing and ignoring people when I'm not in the mood

[thoughtkick]

“With such a hell in your heart and your head, how can you live? How can you love?”

— Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov

[thoughtkick]

“The most painful thing is losing yourself in the process of loving someone too much and forgetting that you are special too.”

— Ernst Hemingway

[leenloveslotsofthings-deactivat]

I can't go a day without my fake scenarios

[thoughtkick]

“Your identity should be so secure that when someone walks away from you they don’t take you with them.”

— Unknown

[thoughtkick]

“Be grateful for what you have, and work hard for what you don’t have.”

— Unknown

[volleraschenbecher]

I'm not upset that you lied to me, I'm upset that from now on I can't believe you.

Friedrich Nietzsche

[poetic-questions]

—Anaïs Nin, "The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 1: 1931-1934"

[seaphine]

[serialkillerx777]

me and him

[motherfossil-deactivated2026030]

[stayuntilthefoglifts]

You will be too raw for some. You will be too loud, too big, too fierce, too quiet, too deep. These are not your people.

S.C. Lourie

[persianmom-deactivated20251026]

escape room but it's actually just my brain

[deaths-art-deactivated20250526]

I am a different person to different people. Annoying to one. Talented to another. Quiet to few. Unknown to a lot.

But who am I, to me?

[1996zig]

Nicht Du, sondern meine Gedanken haben mir das Herz gebrochen.

[mrdemonwithgreen-blueeyes]

Die einen führen Kriege mit Waffen, die anderen mit Worten und die letzteren führen ihren ganz eigenen, im Kopf.