~time in timeless time running towards its endless~

~and we are livingin on it it's in us and we are in it But time ain't numbers Just is like wind in the air or melody in the ears but we dont feel nor hear it and still our senses with human word ~

[rileyclaw]

too quiet

[willowami]

Listening your own thoughts is good thing to do regularly but if you still really feel that its really too quiet you should have to out to listen sound of people or mother nature or just talk with someone if don't want to be alone.Its also not a shame to sit where ever you want to sit or even talk by yourself if it feels like it.It does help sometimes or one thing to do is write down your words or even shout but maybe that is best to at home or somewhere where aint nobody around if it isn't purpose rage to somebody else.

[willowami]

People can learn something of history or if you are wise history can teach you.

[sugar-lesbian]

[willowami]

Good idea if people like them would plant some flowers ;).

[mentalquotes]

i love chilling with people that make me forget i have a phone.

[willowami]

“Lunch Brake”

[willowami]

Builders.Theres many different kind of builders.

[saoirse-a]

are you guys not fucking listening to me im not trying to be aesthetiv im genuinley so sadn rn 

[willowami]

People should listen sad people if they tell why.

[willowami]

That was some kind of combination.Im sad.

[browsethestacks]

Vintage Magazine - Elfquest #016

Pencils: Wendy Pini Inks: Wendy Pini Colors: Wendy Pini WaRP Graphics (June1983)

[willowami]

Healer.

[meanwhilepoetry]

The last time I saw you, the lilacs finally bloomed and the white buds unfurled into the roses they were always destined to be - and I knew by looking at them in their splendour that they would not last forever. The same way I knew by looking at you with your eyes so full of love that you wouldn’t look at me that way always. Still, I tend the lilacs and the roses with the greatest of care. Still I tend your heart with all the love I’ve ever had to give. I suppose a part of me still hopes against hope that there will always be lilacs. There will always be roses. And there will always be you.

Nikita Gill

[arcusxx]

[4bsorb]

[youre-in-my-veins-you-fuk]

You never know if someone needs this. Reblog this, even if its not your ‘blog type’. Just do it.

[fuckyeahknbsnkygofree-yaoi-deac]

Yes, please reblog

[dendenmusume]

Do it. Now.

[alienpal]

i sat here and thought about reblogging this or not but then i realized how many people feel suicidal, and i  have too its not dan and phil but i could honestly care less, bc i rather have someone not die then make sure i strictly stay to my ‘blog type’ 

[lauriehalseanderson]

Blog type doesn’t matter. Caring for people does.

[typewrxter]

This isn’t my blog type but *deep inhale* 

SAVING SUICIDAL LIVES IS BETTER THAN KEEPING IT TO MY BLOG THEME SO DEAR YA’LL WHO ARE SUICIDAL I’M HERE SIS/BRO/SIBLING!! STAY STRONG!!

[obxmxybxnk-deactivated20231213]

❤️❤️

[willowami]

and ever never or anyone else

[meanwhilepoetry]

The bravest thing you can ever do, is to stay kind and soft even when the world has been cruel to you.

Nikita Gill, Brave (via meanwhilepoetry)

Also called as humanity :).

(via willowami)

[willowami]

fellow human being

dictionary (via willowami)

[willowami]

Remember, that we all are brothers All people, beasts, trees and stone and wind We all descend from the one great being That was always there Before people lived and named it Before the first seed sprouted

Heilung

[willowami]

“Ghostwood” is a most personal hymn to experiencing the solace of the northern forest. “

[nostalgicamerica]

[willowami]

Do you ever smile?