i was so fucking sad when i was 14 and now when i fold my laundry or see a pool of moonlight on the floor of my bedroom i know that miracles exist. i see love in everything. love sees everything in me too
they should invent a being in your twenties in which you do not feel your life is unsalvageable and ruined
will i ever find romantic love
i can't give you the answer to this sadly but i can tell you that if you allow it to one way or another life will crack you open like a new egg again and again and you will feel things w unimaginable depth & sincerity and it might not be everything you wanted but it will shock you w its newness nonetheless
Completely sober in the club googling worst medieval executions
i imagine death like a big, round table. everyone i love has a seat, and they all sit next to one another, laughing and drinking from cups i have bought them
the thing about being alone is that it’s so peaceful and freeing and cool apart from the evenings you descend into literal hell
“You are not just here to fill space or be a background character in someone else’s movie. Consider this: nothing would be the same if you did not exist. Every place you have ever been and everyone you have ever spoken to would be different without you. We are all connected, and we are all affected by the decisions and even the existence of those around us.”
— David Niven (via quotemadness)
Bagel and cream cheese themed wedding
The Flies, Jean-Paul Sartre
George Seferis, tr. by Edmund Keeley & Philip Sherrard from, “Memory I.”
just so u know everything in the entire universe is always about love and when it isn't about love it is abt the absence of love. hope this makes sense
J.P. Berame, from This Year
if there's anything tumblr has taught me it's that this guy named franz kafka was in agony 365 days a year