Deskofgrayham - 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐡𝐚𝐦 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐮𝐬.

“You are worthy of concern, of happiness, of love.”

~ from one bored but stressed student to another

I love the smell of autumn rain…

The dark academia asthetic📈🧿

No more buzzing sweet are bees;

A saddened groan through naked trees.

Houses dim and noise begone,

Save for the radio's dying song.

Grief is, in it's purest form, ever-lasting. You do not "stop" grieving, you merely stop doing it so much.

Grief, in it's purest form, is necessary, also. It is self-care. It is keeping you sane.

So. Grieve. Do so loudly, or quietly. Let it out, my friend.

“Are people so unhappy when they love?”

“Yes, Christine, when they love and are not sure of being loved.”

@mkvx