manywinged:

voted most likely to stumble out of the woods onto the highway 10 years after i went missing covered in blood that isn’t my own with no memory of how i ended up like that

cheekyskunk:

a bitter cold day turns into perfect evening magic

tryingtogetaway:

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bitter longing for the relationship you never got to have

greta gerwig’s “lady bird” // phoebe bridgers’ “motion sickness” // the simpsons s6e13 // liv ullmann’s “changing” // mitski’s “class of 2013” from @mitskiarthistory // eavan boland’s “the necessity for irony” // felix van groeningen’s “beautiful boy” // poem by @griefmother on instagram // richard siken’s “seaside improvisation”

gayarsonist:

staring into the bathroom mirror gripping the sink and telling myself “you are not uniquely horrible you are literally just some guy”

violentwavesofemotion:
“ Virginia Woolf, from a diary entry written c. July 1932 featured in “The Diaries of Virginia Woolf,” ”

violentwavesofemotion:

Virginia Woolf, from a diary entry written c. July 1932 featured in “The Diaries of Virginia Woolf,

luthienne:

“But I know about suffering; if that helps. I know that it ends.”

James Baldwin, from If Beale Street Could Talk

jakeperalta:

well I’ve been afraid of changing cause I’ve built my life around you but time makes you bolder even children get older and I’m getting older too

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