do you ever get tired of bearing the weight of the universe inside you? do your ribs ache from the internal cosmic explosion? you are such a beautiful, precious thing my dear
The question is, I suppose, are you ready to accept it if it doesn’t come from where you want it to?
I think sometimes we become blind to the love we so desperately crave when it doesn’t come from the place we want it to.
The love was there, and is there, you just have to look beyond your desired horizon.
i hold resentment deep in my chest and it eats me from the inside out
i wish i wasn’t jealous of people for having things they deserve
i say idgaf and then im still dreaming about my childhood best friend
i always forget how much of a hell getting up in the morning during the cold months is until im trying to get dressed taking frost damage like ough augh ugha oagh uagh
Oops
on the blr instead of locking in for finals
girl you have to stop mythologizing that one really good few months
Home of the freak
Land of the gay
hi tumblr how we doing
I love my friends so much. How blessed am I to have people who choose me again and again despite not sharing my blood. I hope I get to choose them again and again forever, too.