I Hope I Frustrate You And You Think About Me A Lot

Please take me to Japan 🥺

“When is the last time you’ve felt truly wanted? Has it been too long?”

—

s.s. (stephenstilwell)

😂

might just start crawling on the cieling for fun

I WANT WHAT THEY HAVE

you will never get what you deserve if you stay with what you tolerate.

— alhwrites

Fuck

Call me selfish but I don’t want nobody to know you the same way I do

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How can i miss someone I never met

Some people may often say they are there for you and you can be vulnerable with them and when you bare yourself, letting them settle beneath the layers of your chaotic mind, at times they are just clueless, absolutely unaware of how to deal with your (huge) mess. They simply can't p r o c e s s your thoughts and emotions. Perhaps that is why I write because no matter how good listeners humans turn out to be, they can never replace a blank sheet; an empty page of your diary that can contain all your insecurities, where you can stain every page with your overwhelming emotions and you can be as raw and reckless as you want to be. But I must not deny if you have someone you can turn to like you would rely on those empty spaces you spill with ink, if that someone waits for you and listens to you patiently, like the blank page that doesn't complain, then there is nothing more precious than that very soul in your life. Someone who can let you pour your storm, not just the mellow sweet whispers of your heart, when you explode and burst, they hold you, at your worst, that is what it means to have true love in your life. When you just go through all the phases together, not knowing why it hurts but all you know is that you have each other and so healing becomes easier.

— I want someone I can be vulnerable with;

our souls absolutely naked. // Sparkandashes (via tumblr)

Tbh drunk me is just regular me but 2x as honest and 10x as horny

🤍

One day, her faith will stumble, and she'll crawl through the black thickets where the Christians dare not travel. She will ask for me by name. She's separated from her god, believing it's because she is broken. When that day comes, I will tell her:

"darling, you are not broken. You're only as crooked as the rest of us."

And I will shelter her from the cold and cruelties of this world again. Even if she hurt my people, cut down my trees, and broke my spirit.