I'm a love letter girl in a double-tap world.
cleaning my room with music on and windows open be like. this is the beauty of life. i’m so lonely. i’m beyond full. what am i doing? i’ve found the meaning of life
"My child is fine."
"Your child is on tumblr."
Us
girl having same realization for the 150th time: no one loves me
Look at your wrist, see the blueish veins? The blood flowing through them contains hemoglobin, a protein that has four iron atoms incorporated into its structure. Iron is only naturally produced in one place, it can only be forged in the core of dying stars.
Every time you look at your veins, remember that you are built from, and kept alive by, pieces of stardust.
Everyday I log in here and everyday I'm disappointed because I haven't met my soulmate like how Sufi and Anjali met on this hellsite
If I could, I would apologize to the sky and my room ceiling for all of the nights I’ve awkwardly stared at them remembering things I should have forgotten.
therapy going, intimacy fearing 20 something year olds with unresolved childhood trauma who deserve everything in this world.