Overthinking-weirdo - Wannabe Writer

tap tap tap

Chong Hyon-Jong, tr. by U-Ch'ang Kim, from The Silence of Love: Twentieth-century Korean Poetry; “A Walk”

[Text ID: "Melancholy sinks into the marrow; / desire comes whispering; / consciousness burns like fire."]

Deep in your wounds are seeds waiting to grow into beautiful flowers.

Niti Majethia

“Be careful who you make memories with. Those things can last a lifetime.”

— Ugo Eze

handwritten letters, love poems, pressed flowers, well loved books, apple spice candles, diners, art museums, fresh coffee, cozy sweaters, forehead kisses, fairy lights, autumn playlists, chilly mornings, hand made quilts, and movie night snuggles

that’s all i need

Adult realization #638

You will move out. You will finally do your hair the way you want. And dress the way you want. You will find someone who loves you for everything that you are (and aren’t). You will get that tattoo. And probably many more. People will use the right pronouns. You will meet people just like you. And time really will heal the wounds of living at home.

It gets better.