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    ˖ 𝜗𝜚  ֶָ ࣪ ׅ maniac ᨶᯃྀི✿

i don't understand how i am supposed to live with this profound sadness. to be honest

when you're young, they assume you know nothing.

hes so pretty

my brain can't comprehend that there are people who don't listen to music every day, or at least often. what do you mean?? do you just walk somewhere and instead of listening to music... you think?

if you haven’t, i hope you fall in love with life again. i hope you wake up with a happy sigh, hope you feel like doing things you enjoy, hope you are surrounded by people who make you feel safe, hope you smile at yourself in the mirror.

si me pasa algo, yo no quiero que me busquen en las canciones de taylor swift, porque hay tantas a las que desaparecieron y no las han podido encontrar en ellas, porque realmente están escondidas y atrapadas en fosas y bolsas, tiradas y amarradas por las manos de sus agresores

José Luis Castillo, father of Esmeralda Castillo Rincón, who went missing in 2009. He has since searched and protested for his daughter's case to be resolved. Last month despite protests, Esmeralda was removed from the missing persons register and her case considered closed.

He's still protesting for his daughter.

gojos "love is the most twisted curse of all", and getos "at least curse me a little at the very end"

are my daily thoughs, and my hopes that someone will love me as much as they loved each other

listening to music you loved when you were younger feels like a connection with your past self. like did she know I’d be listening to this exact same song so many years in the future? she couldn’t have imagined the person I am now. it feels like a hand reaching through time. like looking at the moon and realising that throughout history other people have looked at the same moon and felt the same way. a moment when the boundaries of time blur and it’s just me, enjoying music, connected with all the past versions of myself who are listening to this same song

being a hopeless romantic when society is fixated on hookup culture, “situationships” and emotional unavailability makes me feel like I'm in the bottom pits of hell. i yearn for pure romance. waiting for the fairytale I have always dreamed of to come true. but also thinking I won't be loved the way I love is a curse.

i want to be percieved so deeply they can delve into the depths of my soul and make paintings of my essence

what if we kiss and then we ignore each other for the rest of our lives, leaving that memorie of our lips behind

born to being in love with every men that gives me a little bit of attention

i was made to be loved by him, but he was not made to love me

i hope im like her when im old

handwritten letters, old libraries, vintage aesthetic, neck kisses, coffee shops, rainy days, annotated books, unorganised bookshelf, fictional crushes, sleep deprived eyes, love poems for moon

me and that one guy i fell in love with in my dreams 🍒

& who I am is a big time believer that people can change that you don’t have to leave them 🤍

𝖩𝗂𝗃𝗂 & 𝖫𝗂𝗅𝗒 ♡

♡♡♡♡♡♡ pretty when i cry ♡♡♡♡♡♡

Heart imagery by Andrea Zantelli