But I Wish You Did— Care.

— Speaking Tree, Joy Harjo

[text ID: I carry a yearning I cannot bear alone in the dark—]

As I kid, I wanted to be a savior, trailblazer, the prophecy child. I wanted a big life, with ups and ups like the breasts of mountains and lows like the depths of valleys full of forgotten debris. I was convinced the great flood was knocking at my door, beckoning me to become someone bigger. A juvenile fantasy, a hazy dream.

I'm 19 now. It's not a grand big life, I'm no hero. I love my friends and sunday mornings. I like cats and strawberries. No flood, no rapture, no calamity- just quiet weekdays and sleepy weekends. But oh my days, I am full, finally.

-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The Flesh I Burned

life really is just like. you meet people you love them and then you lose them and you never see them again. and it's inevitable and it happens to everyone and there's nothing you can do about it

This is why it hurts the way it hurts. You have too many words in your head. There are too many ways to describe the way you feel. You will never have the luxury of a dull ache. You must suffer through the intricacy of feeling too much.

- Iain Thomas, I Wrote This For You and Only You

Words carry so much weight in my heart, pls watch what u say 2 me i’ll remember it forever

literally all I do is daydream about impossible scenarios

“What thing worthy of love can be found in me?”

– Franz Kafka, from Letters To Milena

if we did ask ourselves would the answer even matter we are a person as viewed by the ones around us they make us real otherwise all this could be just a dream

we are reduced to asking others what we are. we never dare to ask ourselves

Jean-Jacques Rousseau, Discourse on Inequality

My first heartbreak