Grwm To Forgive Myself

one day you think: I want to die. and then you think, very quietly: actually. actually. I think I want a coffee. a nap. a sandwich. a book. and I want to die turns day by day into want to go home, I want to walk in the woods, I want to see my friend, I want to sit in the sun, I want a cleaner kitchen, I want a better job, I want to live somewhere else. I want to live.

- via duckbunny

Do we have a franz kafka diary entry for july 1st, i want to know what he thinks!!!

obsessed with Her.

Lmaooo I been wondering so that's why

the sexy girlbots are returning. nature is healing

me and the girlies after any minor inconvenience

[shaking myself by the shoulders] i will get better. i will continue. i have no goddamn choice

∬ ﹒ 🩰 . ° ☕️ ﹒ ❊

― Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The House of the Dead

Will your love reach my horizon, even if I'm a starless void, devouring on shadows and silhouettes, slipping through my own fingers....................

everytimeyousaygoodbye ©