It's Always, "i Love Him/her/them" And Never "I Could Recognize Him By Touch Alone, By Smell; I Would

This is exactly what I'm going through rn lol, somebody talk to me or something :(

A random post: Tumblr is a amazing place to make friends.

Me a sad little loner: Is there instructions??

wanting to gatekeep your favourite artist 🤝 wanting people to listen to your favourite artist

I'm swooning over this

𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙞𝙛𝙪𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨:

1. empty perfume bottles

2. abandoned castles

3. pressed flowers

4. smell of soil after rain, Petrichor

5. old books with dust all over them

6. walking all alone in a museum hall

7. languages that humanity no longer uses

8. stars, the moon, the entire universe and it’s secrets

9. old paintings

10. late night conversations

11. thunderstorms

12. vintage love letters

13. gothic architecture

14. waves hitting the shore at nighttime

15. candles that smell like seasons

16. stained glass windows

17. An empty library

18. writing poetry

19. family heirlooms

20. enjoying peaceful silence

Shoutout to @stardustemotions for making the former half of this thread.

me? overthinking?? blowing something out of proportion and letting it consume me for days??? yes constantly

there are like five rules to life and those rules are

1. eat 3 meals a day

2. always have a non alcoholic drink with you

3. never trust anything you think about your life after 8-9pm

4. do a little something for urself every day

5. interact with a Beast at least once a day (human, feline, canine, lizard, bird, etc)

and the secret 6th rule:

6. if you can't do all of those rules, just do the ones you can

greek mythology is just an elaborate game of fuck marry kill

like i’m ever going to let some absolute godless pervert see the bottom half of my face ever again. in a TARGET, no less