Its in these hours, when it seems like you're the only one in the world awake, that you lie there in your bed thinking about your life. You think of the past, you think of the right now, and you think about the future. When did the future switch from being a promise to being a threat? You think about the people in your life, your significant other, your friends, and your family. You think about every mistake you have made in your life, every mistake ever. You think about how you could have handled a situation differently, and you think how could that one little thing could have changed your life. These are the hours where you think about literally everything. These are the hours where you realize just how fucked the world really is.
“I don’t even know anymore. I used to. I had grand plans. Now, I can’t even get past the swirling darkness in my brain long enough to land on anything.” — Alex Vause
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This....this is what I want.
I was not expecting that...
feel old yet?
“I can’t be what people want. My appearance doesn’t inspire awe or desire. My words don’t inspire change or captivation. I don’t know how to be someone else’s person. I barely know how to be my own.”
— will I ever learn?
No one should scroll past this
24 is gonna be the one.
*prays that I instantly become hot at 18*
Hopeless romantic. Realist. Indecisive. Oh, and hella gay.
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