patience

sharpen your mind, soften your heart   Queen of Hidden Darkness 20/Melbourne, Australia

[west-cali]

her scent lingers on my skin, its driving me crazy.

I have never felt like this before, lost for words. Unirevocabbly undone in every way. It's making me dizzy.

[west-cali]

for all the years I have spent weathering the storm

she is the reward.

[west-cali]

and so i return again, to a place i know will keep my thoughts safe.

for they are not safe out there.

[theghostfairy-blog]

Aurora - Warrior (Live) - Stripped (Vevo UK LIFT)

[quotemadness]

Some people turn sad awfully young. No special reason, it seems, but they seem almost to be born that way. They bruise easier, tire faster, cry quicker, remember longer and, as I say, get sadder younger than anyone else in the world. I know, for I’m one of them.

Ray Bradbury

[west-cali]

[remanence-of-love]

[hushedhippie]

I think I’m done apologizing for things that weren’t even my fault.

[dreamingawayyour1ife]

⊹˚.⁺˖Bella Swan˚.⁺˖ ࣪⊹

[west-cali]

bellacore

[quotemadness]

You will burn and you will burn out; you will be healed and come back again.

Fyodor Dostoyevsky

[itquiet-deactivated20240530]

[farewell]

[west-cali]

I still can’t fathom how one moment can cradle joy, only to be followed by the shadows of confusion, like the tide that ebbs and flows, leaving the shore both bright and uncertain. But if I could whisper this truth to you— don’t worry, my dear, for this tempest shall pass, like a fleeting storm swept away by the dawn. Soon, you’ll find your way back to still waters, where clarity dances like sunlight on the sea, and peace wraps around your heart, a gentle embrace, warm and enduring.

[west-cali]

You must learn the rules before you break them, to dance in the shadows of order, to understand the structure of the cage before you soar beyond its bars, for freedom finds its wings in the wisdom of restraint.

[west-cali]

This the vibe

[west-cali]

Nostalgia

Secrets From My Youth

The air carries the scent of a year drawing to a close, a bittersweet fragrance woven with echoes of what was.

A nostalgic breeze envelops me, elusive and ungraspable, stirring memories like leaves caught in the autumn wind, whispers of moments that slip through the fingers of time, reminding me that every ending cradles the seed of a new beginning.

In this fleeting breath, I am both present and absent, caught in the delicate dance between memory and longing, where the essence of freedom lingers, like a shadow that fades yet never truly leaves.

[west-cali]

I feel like I’ve been swimming against the current for as long as I can remember. Now it withers my bones and ties knots in my stomach, spreading through me like wildfire, depleting everything I have.

They say control or be controlled, but who are they to dictate anything at all? You cannot hold on forever; this was never yours to command. And now, as the expiration date nears, it’s time to confront your fears. Rise from the ashes.

For the greatest tragedy of all is to find the strength to rise yet cling to an addiction to the free fall.

Stop swimming against the current, little girl; the time has come. Let the current take you and trust it will guide you home to yourself.

[experienceandobservation]

Hayley Williams | NYLON NIGHTS | September 06, 2024 | Zachary Gray