Scrolling Through Tumblr Like I’m Searching For Pieces Of Me.

How much do you love her?

“Enough to not make her ask this question.”

Hey overthinkers, we're gonna be okay

Anybody can love you when it is easy, 

when they love the very idea of you

that they have cultivated to entertain

them, but can you love me when the reality

is different from that which you expect?

Can you love me even when I am a mess

or is your love incapable of expanding

beyond the shallowness of the depths

in which you choose to cautiously wade?

Can you only love me in the colors

that you have painted with the brush of

your own eyes that hides the truth of

this flesh because I am not the heaven

you have made of me, but the cosmic dust

of the reality of this earth and the breath of

the hope of its last prayer?

- J.Wool, Can You Love Me Then, Breaths of the Soul

How to show emotions

Part VI

How to show bitterness

tightness around their eyes

pinched mouth

sour expression on their face

crossed arms

snorting angrily

turning their eyes upward

shaking their head

How to show hysteria

fast breathing

chest heaving

trembling of their hands

weak knees, giving in

tears flowing down their face uncontrollably

laughing while crying

not being able to stand still

How to show awe

tension leaving their body

shoulders dropping

standing still

opening mouth

slack jaw

not being able to speak correctly

slowed down breathing

wide eyes open

softening their gaze

staring unabashingly

How to show shame

vacant stare

looking down

turning their head away

cannot look at another person

putting their head into their hands

shaking their head

How to show being flustered

blushing

looking down

nervous smile

sharp intake of breath

quickening of breath

blinking rapidly

breaking eye contact

trying to busy their hands

playing with their hair

fidgeting with their fingers

opening mouth without speaking

Part I + Part II + Part III

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this is going to sound like such a little sibling ass take but i genuinely believe that being a little bit annoying is actually a greater sign of maturity and self awareness than being universally likeable and on good terms with everyone

The heart is the only type of muscle with zero fuel reserves. It is totally dependent on its fuel supply. Cut its fuel supply off and it won't last long, but it will beat tirelessly and relentlessly as long as it has fuel. It makes me wonder if we are we really that naive to think that love will be eternal when we don't  take care of it, when we do not nurture it or feed it? And yet we expect love to go on till the end like some super marathon runner who can go on and on, and not refuel at all during the race? Is it really surprising when love collapses at some point of the way? Love lives in a human heart, a delicate one at that, a very mortal and needing heart. 

e.v.e.

“I wondered why I was always so lonely and then I realized that I was always playing different roles for different people but I never played the role of just myself and that’s why I was lonely - the person everyone was with wasn’t actually me.”

— sandralidell

This world is filled with receivers

If the world ever decides to give you

Then give it back a little more

And if the world ever gives you less

Then never stop giving it back

Because the world has less of givers

-Sinchu

happy new year’s eve <3