You Are Supposed To Be Your Own Safe Space. You Are Supposed To Find Solace In Your Time Alone. It Shouldn’t

“magic isnt real” — plants just grow out of the ground. for free. everywhere.

why do i feel so good about it? >•<

Feeling Witchy

haha same

i would also add “the images in my head which accompany the flow of music from my earphones”.

my personality is like 92% the last book I read

i love the mountains.

via

“If you’re happy in a dream, does that count?”

— Arundhati Roy, The God of Small Things

*actively searching for those who belong to the race that knows Joseph*

just us, infjs, completely done Snufkins.

I am perpetually stuck between the desire to connect deeply with those I love and the desire to live in utter solitude. I fear equally, being disconnected from myself as much as I fear being disconnected from others.

The more time I spend alone, I feel the tug from two directions: the need to step outside my isolation and encounter the world outside of myself…and the desire to protect the world within from the unsolicited disturbances from the world without.