Memories - Blog Posts
Ok Look, I know that in about a year I’m probably gonna change states and such. But the thing is now I miss friends I haven’t even made. Every time I make a memory I know I probably won’t spend all my 4 years with them but I still wanna be friends and make memories with them and have fun. Sure it’s heart breaking but I’d rather break my heart a thousand times then not make friends at all.
𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘯. 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘥𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘬𝘪𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘰𝘭𝘥— 𝘐 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘶𝘴. 𝘗𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘚𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴, 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦, 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘮 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘯, 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮. 𝘐'𝘥 𝘴𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥, 𝘗𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘴, 𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨, “𝘏𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘦, 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵,” 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭— 𝘢𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦 𝘐’𝘷𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯. 𝘓𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘦, 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴. 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘵. 𝘐 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘰𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘸. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴, 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘸𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥. 𝘞𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘫𝘰𝘺, 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘫𝘰𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘶𝘴.
—A Lady and Her Quill, Journal of Wandering Thoughts
Немного милоты и воспоминаний с прошлого лета ☺️✨
A little cuteness and memories from last summer 🌞❤️
I'm scared to form friendships because I know I'm going to give it my all. I'll be loyal every single time. I'll stay up with them until 3AM if they just need to talk. I'll never abandon them. I'll comfort them and give them letters. I'll do everything. But for me? They'll be interested for a little bit. Then they'll drift away and abandon me. They won't care. They won't even think of me. This is why I don't make friendships; because I'll get hurt all over again and I need to protect myself.
- Dreaming of Wolves//Memoir
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in too deep
your blue eyes always resembled a stormy sea;
the kind with strong waves crashing against the jagged rocks below,
the kind of waters that people put up warning signs for
the kind that dares for only the bravest of the brave to jump into
and by the time they found me, i was already addicted to drowning
- no one could save me from you
a.r.
haunted
your ghost
still leaves kisses
on my cheek to
make sure
i never
forget you
a.r.
love u🩵
Oppressed minds concentrate,
Trying to see through the hate,
At all fronts we stand still,
We’re taught that words cannot kill.
They stab our back and strike our face,
But the bruises left had no physical trace.
Feelings forced down deep within,
This time we might just give in-
I can’t be the only one who prefers gas station cigarettes (specifacally newport) over weed. I NEVER SMOKED NOT ONCE but cigarettes smell so much better than weed like it brings nostalgia 🧘♀️🧘♀️🧘♀️
Some days are so beautiful and melancholy that you feel your heart bleeding out as the light inevitably fades from them, stopping as night falls and waiting to be reawakened by the arrival of another day some incalculable amount of time away in the unknowable future that will bring back this nameless feeling that is now crystallized in your memories.
I left tumblr about 6 years ago bc it stressed me out tbh. Now, I decided to come back, made a new account, and it’s so much fun! A lot has changed from what I remember and I’m very confused tho. 🫣
"Vedi, ci sono dei ricordi che mi devi... Sei grande ma ti chiamo ancora baby. Ho gli occhi rossi ma non te ne accorgi, ti guardo mentre dormi..."
"Every end marks a new beginning. Keep your spirits and determination unshaken, and you shall always walk the glory road. With courage, faith and great effort, you shall achieve everything you desire." I wish you all a happy new year! 🎉🎊 Let's make this year another memorable on! ♡ #newyear #newyearseve #neuesjahr #newyearnewchances #2017 #memories #future #newyear2017
Eras demasiado barato, demasiado barato y triste que me da pena, me das pena.
Desde este lugar donde la vida se siente más bonita que contigo, te regalo el tiempo perdido, tus problemas y tus pocas ganas de contarle al mundo quién eres realmente.
Te regalo tus miedos para que te acompañen, ahí, donde no dejas entrar a nadie, donde te sacas la seguridad y decisión que le muestras a la gente y eres tú.
Eras demasiado barato, y egoísta y podría seguir sumándole adjetivos pero es que ya me rendí contigo y hasta la decepción se volvió resignación.
Y pagaría mil veces lo que me costó conocerte.
Curioso lo que hace la distancia, porque desde que te veo de lejos se te ve como realmente eres, y eres hasta un poco peor de lo que pensé
To the boy from my dream who tried to save my life even though he knew from the very beginning that he was meant to die. I swear to you that even though you were just apart of my subconscious and even when I will slowly forget you and everything you did for me, I will always love you. Even when you’re just a lost memory in my mind, there will always be some part of me will never forget the sacrifice you made for me. I will never know what happened to you in the end but I am so sorry for not being able to save you from your fate. I don’t remember your name but I do remember what you looked like and I do remember what we shared before you were ripped away from me so to whoever you are, thank you so much for the gift you have given me. You will forever be connected to my soul, my love.
Memories of a thousand moments,
All dance in the late afternoon sunlight.
Like the final touch to the awaited painting,
They shimmer beneath my eyes.
In that moment it feels like time never passed,
Like there's a forever in between my lips and the teacup.
But like an ever flowing river,
the memories come and go,
one by one.
A sad reminder that time never promises.
And all that you feel will last a lifetime,
will be gone in the blink of an eye.
And now I sit on the floor,
surrounded by the rare November warmth.
But I miss yours.
I miss your hand and the soft touches it leaves behind.
And all I now have are the ghosts of your palm,
and the coldness of the paintings that they left behind.
An ache deeper than any ocean runs through me,
and it sadly whispers promises of a forever.
I know they won't be broken this time.
Because I've always known that you were the one.
People come And go Made some memories Then leave.
We're drifting through the memories until we become the memoirs ourselves.
guys i really can’t
i feel like i’m one second away from losing all the self control i’ve been holding onto for the past two years and im going to finally break