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Dreamer5 - Thinking Bout The Weekend. - Tumblr Blog
Moon girls...duhh
Anne Sexton
im only in my 20s and im about 100% done with my life
Waking up and checking your Tumblr like its the morning paper
Physically I'm here, but mentally I'm in a library, painting your Callitrait on one of the walls on which the sunlight makes an aesthetic pattern, the aroma of your coffee surrounds the place, while you are reading your favorite book, sitting on the rocking armchair and vintage music plays in the background...🥀
Tum kisi'Gazal' se lagte ho mujhe,
Dil ko aaram bhi hai aur dard bhi🥀
~Mehh🦋
“I wish I were here to tell you I survived I wish I were here to tell you that I won I wish I were here to tell you I was better I wish I were here to tell you I was finally good enough I wish I were here to tell you I was going to show you a way out Sadly, I’m here to tell you I’m still hurting In almost every way you can possibly imagine”
— “A Prologue” from Repressed Feelings by anastasiasyah (via anastasiasyah)
“I think you are having a different sort of heartbreak. Maybe a kind of heartbreak of being in the world when you don’t know how to be. If that makes any sense?”
— Kathleen Glasgow, Girl in Pieces (via thoughtkick)
“Take me to an art museum. Kiss me between the paintings.”
Musee de l'Orangerie by Claude Monet
" Brutal Love "
Why does crying have to give you a headache like bitch I’m already sad
“It’s hard being left behind. (…) It’s hard to be the one who stays.”
— Audrey Niffenegger
Putting effort is simple . Don't let their excuses tell you otherwise . If someone truly cares , they will show it by putting effort .
“don’t promise to live forever promise to forever live while you’re alive”
— Atticus
“She wanted to be alone, but not lonely. That was very different; that was something that ached and hurt dreadfully right inside one.”
— Elizabeth Von Arnim
source: pinterest
No medication has ever worked on me because i’m not suffering from a mental disorder i’m experiencing divine madness
For if the modern mind is whimsical and discursive, the classical mind is narrow, unhesitating, relentless. It is not a quality of intelligence that one encounters frequently these days. But though I can digress with the best of them, I am nothing in my soul if not obsessive. ― Donna Tartt, The Secret History
And there's a dazzling haze, a mysterious way about you dear Have I known you 20 seconds or 20 years?
Can I go where you go?
Can we always be this close forever and ever?
And ah, take me out, and take me home
You're my Lover
catching my death.
“does blood seep through your garden as dew?”
I want time to be quiet. I want a week where there’s nothing expected of me. I want some light snowfall. I want a home I can rearrange the furniture with every season. To bring friends over to be warmed by the fireplace. I want to paint the walls. I want to curl into you until I feel my hurt fall asleep. I want to pluck rosemary from the windowsill. I want to feel comfort again. I want so much space in my heart for the light to fill.