it’s both comforting and heartbreaking that over time you will slowly forget the little details of someone you once loved so deeply until their memory is just a hazy blur like a dream you once had and can’t quite remember anymore
“Im not dignifying that with a response” gets me every time. Im not acknowledging tht stupid ass shit
I love the idea of jewelry being passed down in a family. The stories that it tells, the bodies that have worn them. I find it so simple yet so pure.
arakii fw23 ‘frost jacket’
In December, our conversations become longer; everybody acts surprised by how quickly the year came to an end when we all know how. We talk about being better next year, we write resolutions but never fulfil the ones we wrote the previous year. The season turns extreme, leaves don't fall anymore, they die on their branches. Some people await the holidays while some fear how different or similar their life will be next year (they always fear the latter) In December we realize that life is fickle and death might come uninvited.
i wish romance was real and not just displaced longing for what was missing in the past
i am completely normal and i don’t crave love every day at all (i look for it in every nook and cranny and these days the sun sinks too soon and the cold encloses my bones in a vice-like grip and december will come and go and it’ll be just another year i’m left without love)