they / them / he

safe place. just very sad. Tw (esp ana and s^icide). if you understand italian you can drop by @cinciallegria

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[yyxyve]

大崎将太郎 🖇 (っ˘з(˘ᗜ˘ )☕️🗒

[quotemadness]

“Some people are going to leave but that’s not the end of your story. That’s the end of their part in your story.”

— Unknown

[compulsive]

[anocturnalanimal]

“Volevo scriverti, non per sapere come stai tu, ma per sapere come si sta senza di me. Io non sono mai stato senza di me e quindi non lo so. Vorrei sapere cosa si prova a non avere me che mi preoccupo di sapere se va tutto bene, a non sentirmi ridere, a non sentirmi canticchiare canzoni stupide, a non sentirmi parlare, a non sentirmi sbraitare quando mi arrabbio, a non avere me con cui sfogarsi per le cose che non vanno, a non avermi pronto lì a fare qualsiasi cosa per farti stare bene. Forse si sta meglio, o forse no. Però mi e venuto il dubbio e vorrei anche sapere se ogni tanto questo dubbio è venuto anche a te. Perchè sai, io a volte me lo chiedo come si sta senza di te, poi però preferisco non rispondere che tanto va bene così. Ho addirittura dimenticato me stesso per poter ricordare te.”

— Søren Kierkegaard, Diario del seduttore 

[xavozo]

[creaturina]

"Sarebbe stato meglio ritornare alla stessa ora", disse la volpe.

"Se tu vieni, per esempio, tutti i pomeriggi alle quattro, dalle tre io comincerò a essere felice. Col passare dell'ora aumenterà la mia felicità. Quando saranno le quattro, incomincerò ad agitarmi e ad inquietarmi; scoprirò' il prezzo della felicità'! Ma se tu vieni non si sa quando, io non saprò mai a che ora prepararmi il cuore... Ci vogliono i riti".

''Addio", disse la volpe. "Ecco il mio segreto. È molto semplice: non si vede bene che col cuore. L'essenziale è invisibile agli occhi

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[vrysadstuff]

“You can live your happy Zelda-life in this happy Zelda-town and pretend you're a happy Zelda, but I know you, and this isn't you.

People don’t change, Diane, not really.

Mr. Peanutbutter's a Zelda. He's happy and he's carefree and he's loving, but you and me, we're Zoes.

We're Zoes, Diane.

We're cynical and we're sad and we're mean.”

- Wayne, Bojack Horseman S1 E4.

[vrysadstuff]

i though we couldnt be beautiful - by me

i thought we couldnt be beautiful

because all i ever saw

was a boy with a girl

and a girl with a boy

i thought we couldnt be beautiful,

at least not as beautiful as them.

i thought we couldnt be beautiful

that my hand in your hand

was not enough.

i thought we couldnt be beautiful

because your body

was way too similar to mine.

i thought we would never be beautiful,

nor loved, nor enough. nor sacred, nor

super. nor ever even nearly as normal.

but i was wrong, because we are.

it’s all a joke, this mad life.

you’re as beautiful as the scent of cupcakes,

even more when your eyes meet mine.

[vrysadstuff]

i used to meet her everyday - by me

i used to meet her everyday

at noon, right after school,

and we would talk about our days

and the things we had been through.

i used to meet her everyday

and it was bitter, but so worth it,

having to be careful of the gazes

that at times surrounded us.

i used to meet her everyday,

and sometimes we would fight,

winter was cold enough to freeze our young hearts

and what’s frozen is easily broken.

i used to meet her everyday.

eventually, she got sick of me.

why cant i hate you? i wonder, sometimes,

why dont you want me back?

[one-time-i-dreamt]

I met Obama and he said, “You’re face is an army; your eyes are the scouts and your mouth is an armed soldier - using the scouts is no problem but be careful when you will send the soldier, his order may be protection, but always remember that he is armed.”

[vrysadstuff]

please read me a poem - by me

please read me a poem

i won’t ask for anything else

please read me a poem

that’s all it takes for me to fall;

please read me a poem

please read me your love,

at loud,

through the lines of an author.

please read me a poem

but dont try to read me through

just read those inky words

heavy like thousands of skulls;

please read me a poem

and i promise

i will fall.

[literaturemug]

give me the old-school love. write me letters. leave me random notes. kiss my hands. slow dance with me. write a poem. lie down with me on the grass. read to me.

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[malesefaytac]