One Day ❁

kinda miss sitting in restaurants with my friends loudly having what is clearly the weirdest conversation the couple two tables over has heard all week and pretending not to notice them chuckle at my jokes but making sure to throw in enough exposition to give them context if they’re still listening

#making myself cry again today (╥﹏╥)

#kim seokjin#bts#BTS#jin#spotify#stream #epiphany

photos that radiate the feeling of comfort and home.

Is there really anything else we need besides music and friends?

“Everyone discusses my art and pretends to understand, as if it were necessary to understand, when it is simply necessary to love.” — Claude Monet.

The Water Lily Pond (1899) by Claude Monet.

Can we just take a moment to appreciate that Conan Gray is really out here writing music about having good friends and a painful yet mostly made up romantic life ‘cause there is nothing more valid. 

You? Me? Art date?

what is the human condition if not loving your friends and then crying over how much you love your friends

my favourite thing ever is looking at notebooks of people who are long gone. it's just, something about seeing their handwriting, seeing a physical and intimate proof that they too existed and had ideas and thoughts and had so much to say and worry about, makes me feel like I am not wasting my time. and if they could go through it and live a life, I can too. to see their minds at work, story ideas, letters, poems, all in their handwriting... head in hands

shit memory who dis