“But I don’t want small talk. Text me, and without saying hello, tell me why you got so angry at your sister this morning. Tell me why you have a scar shaped like Europe on the left side of your neck. Send me paragraphs about the time you spent at your grandmother’s house that one summer. Call me when I’m half asleep and tell me why you believe in God. Tell me about the first time you saw your dad cry. Go on for hours about things that may not seem important because I promise that I’ll be hanging on to every word you say. Tell me everything. I don’t want someone who just talks about the weather.”
— This. Yes this, is the very thing I love about humans. (via wornsoles-wornsouls)
“All I want is a connection in which I receive the same amount of effort as I put in. For once, I don’t want to be drained because I give my everything to someone who can’t even appreciate me.”
- 3am overthinker
and water them everyday ( ꈍᴗꈍ)
I’ll make flowers grow in the saddest part of you.
Medusa and Perseus by Doc Zenith
Lady Macbeth
Mercutio
Hamlet
Horatio
concept: me, laying in the sun on the softest grass imaginable. i have nowhere to go, no one to be
idk but do you guys ever look up from reading a book and get disoriented because you’re actually in your bedroom or lying on a couch or in a library or somewhere that isn’t the story?
“I’m going to go on a grand adventure someday, this I promise myself. I’m going to see places where I’d appreciate the aesthetic beauty of life and feel so exhilaratingly lost in the process. I’m going to meet people who have different ways of existing, being, and loving that I might be able to appreciate mine more. I’m going to write letters to friends and family at home telling them I miss them while I’m starting to figure out who I am, what I love, and where in my heart is the place where there’s nothing but faith in being capable in doing my best with having a life well-lived. And I hope whoever I have become when I decide to hop inside the car, explore the open road and drive back to the city will be enough to make me see things for the better.”
— Juansen Dizon, A Grand Adventure
"The truth is, I pretend to be a cynic, but I am really a dreamer who is terrified of wanting something she may never get."
—Joanna Hoffman
if you write me poetry, buy me paints, or sing to me- just go ahead and propose, because i’m yours forever.
just a lost 18 year old kid in search of something (he/him)
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