i have nothing to say anymore and yet i feel the need to type because i feel like i'm going to vomit my heart out if i don't. i don't want to think about it. i don't want to be haunted by memories. i'm tired. i'm so fucking tired. i can't wait until my scar issue is so thick that i can't feel a single thing.
People aren't homes, they never will be. People are rivers, always changing, forever flowing. They will disappear with everything you put inside them.
~ Nikita Gill
relationships, friendships, family members, co-workers, i notice it almost every day
they should really warn you ahead of time about how much of adult life hinges on being able to navigate other Ppls childhoods. Like lot of the time in order to complete a task or even just communicate effectively you need to get a sense of ‘wtf happened to this guy in high school’
A volcano erupting in Iceland. (Source)
insta rotted my brain so bad that scrolling tumblr feels like dancing barefoot through a meadow
Mary Oliver, "Don't Hesitate." Devotions
Oscar Pierre MATHIEU
El Paso Herald, Texas, January 31, 1928
i just need to hold on until the trees start blooming again