there is nothing i crave more than being known completely and loved anyway
My pronouns: she/her 😇 INTJ 🧪 Light Academia based 🤍🌙 Girl in red 🏳️🌈
- And I am horribly limited-
“Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing.”
- And I am horribly limited-
“Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing.”
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but you see her on instagram and it was never really said that you guys aren’t friends but one day she stopped answering and you stopped texting and it’s not like the wound is a cavern but it is a diagram of what if in red letters. you want to tell her nice lipstick that’s a good color but the last time you spoke it was stilted and awkward
how do you say goodbye, you know? it’s not an unfriend and block kind of situation. but you watch the people you once loved go on and have a life and you’re outside of it. and it’s bittersweet because of course it’s okay that you’re both thriving. but she used to be who you’d call if you needed to cry. she used to be who’d you’d be binge watching the new series with. you used to be hers, in a way, even if that way wasn’t permanent. and now she’s someone else and so are you and your friendship is clicking heart shapes next to pictures where she smiles next to people you’ve never met. you know where her birthmark is. she knows where you’ve buried your dead.
the poets and the singers and the authors write about romantic love when it ends. but nobody tells you how to get over a friend.
(via inkskinned)
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me: these are my friends!!!
them: yeah! you’re my friend :)
me, every time: huh whuh??? your FRieedn??? Friend with me????? likes me????
(via jamnotjellyfish)
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saintflint asked:
hey i just wanted to say that i know, believe me, how hard it is to desire & long for love when it always feels just out of reach. but i promise, dante, it’ll come for you. i spent almost two decades of my life praying to be loved as i wrote about love. & now it’s found me & it’s overwhelming at times, believing in it, when it came to me as simply as the sun rising in the morning. it almost feels unreal, a dream. but that’s because it’s more than real, this love of mine who loves me exactly as i am, as i always hoped i would be one day. & you have such a luminous, beautiful soul, dante. i know, i know, you will not be alone long. just know spiritually, i’m holding your hand & sending tight hugs & encouraging, kind thoughts to you. 🫂🫶
this is lovely joel, thank you 🥺 im so happy youve found what you were looking for. i wish you nothing but the absolute best
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they should invent a wanting that does not feel like youre being skinned alive with a dull knife
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Quotes by Sylvia Plath, The Journals of Sylvia Plath
Quote from “Excuses For Why We Failed At Love” by warson shire
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Public transit be like your bus is due …..now! ……..now! …..any second now…….okay now! Just kidding uhh…………..now! Okay itll be 17 minutes ☺️ hope that helps. Aw shit we sent the invisible bus again
(via mais-e)
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