I Know How U Feel。

✧ ‿︵𝓉𝓌𝒾 ⠀ ⋆ ͘ . I'm. 𝑜𝑘𝑎𝑦

.𖥔 ݁ ⟡ 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑖𝑡 𖢷 ۪ ࣪ ﹙☆﹚

My love is the embodiment

Of the silences that brews in

My bosoms, there's a broken

Wall behind the cathedral, I am

The moss growing through the

Cracks, bare bricks, clothed in

Nostalgia, and there's this stream

That flows, my heart beats to it's

Rhymes and my soul sings a hymn

Violins and strings, unhinged, unseen................

everytimeyousaygoodbye ©

anyone else just woke up one day and realized that our time on this earth is limited and that they really really really want to live despite every bad thing that happens and proceeded to have a break down or is it just me

from ought by molly brodak, published in a little middle of the night

[Text ID: well... define hurt. Because I can't tell if I'm dull to it or if it is just everywhere. /End ID]

he float

— March 22, 1922 / Franz Kafka diaries

after an exhausting day, they fell asleep watching bondman

cant recommend this enough but if youre able you should go on walks every day. like fuck weather fuck circumstance uust go outside. got rained on today and it was blissful. even just sit outside get fucked up by crazy ass wind youll never forget how small you are and rememebr everything matters