Fish-bl0op-blo0p - Just Another Frantic Heart Trying To Love

“I cling to everything— CDs that skip, rings that turn my fingers green, the dead ends of my hair, old love notes that turn my stomach over and over.

And I'm not proud but there are still boxes under my bed. And I'm not proud but my closet is still running out of space. And nostalgia is a fucking waste of time but my heart is full with it.

Tell me I won't hold this forever. Tell me there will be a day where I let gloriously go."

— Fortesa Latifi; Hold This (via madgirlf)

Hi <3

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The smell of some unknown nostalgia lies beneath the earth and every time it rains it just comes back up and suffocates your lungs in a way that the humidity in the air isn't the only thing that feels wet on your cheeks

the smell after rain

i’ll never be that me again 

Mount Townsend Trail, Washington

a telltale heart