Kunstrasen

The ship of Theseus is me. All the cells which first made me are stardust now. Who am I?

[lisa-ayhan]

Tut schon weh alles, aber ich lächle das weg.

[1996zig]

Ich brauche das Gefühl von Sicherheit.

[verblassteliebeslinien]

“Aber es ist spät und ich vermisse dich und dein Parfüm riecht so gut an deinem T-Shirt und ich hab dich so lange nicht gesehen, dass ich langsam den Verstand verliere.”

— auszug aus dem ersten liebensbrief den ich erhalten habe (via eudaemonie)

[verblassteliebeslinien]

“I don’t know what to tell you other than the fact that a giraffe’s heart weighs 22 pounds and that somebody once told me when flies fall in love, their entire brain is rewired to only know loving each other. When one of them dies, their memory becomes blank. I hope you never think about anything as much as I think about waking up next to you during a windstorm at 5 am.”

— likeawritingdesk, name unknown

[1anonyymous1]

not all "sorry" deserves an "its okay" in return

[diana-um]

This.

[childmagazine]

"Without Memory", Hirokazu

Koreeda. 1996.

[kafk-a]

[cheruib]

life is so good when ur reading a book and taking it w u everywhere like your little child

[dark-romantics]

You are worth finding. Worth knowing. Worth loving. You and all your one million layers. Always hold that close.

~ Danielle Dobu

[feelingsoftheday]

I'm a pro at pretending to be ok.

[000l]

[dumblr]

And then they break us.😊

[spacecamps-deactivated20201017]

have you ever gotten so angry about life that you run off into the rain take off your shirt and turn into a wolf

[poemsonmars]

my best friend and i

often say that our brains

fit together like jigsaw pieces,

which is to say:

we go together perfectly.

which is to say:

a part of me is missing

when you're not around.

which is to say:

if i lost you

i'd never be whole again.

-mars

[coquette-kisses]

"Tell me all the terrible things you've done and let me love you anyways" - Edger Allan Poe

[feral-ballad]

Fariha Róisín, from Who Is Wellness For?: An Examination of Wellness Culture and Who It Leaves Behind

[Text ID: “I never fought back, I learned how to cry silently, I bore my sins.”]

[heavensghost]

from Autopsy by Donte Collins

[fromdarzaitoleeza]

To Leeza I would take out pieces of my soul to fill yours !

[fromdarzaitoleeza]