Vibes?? Vibes.
I know there’s so much beauty in the world and so much to fight for, but I am so tired sometimes
“Perhaps all the questions we ask of love, to measure, test, probe, and save it, have the additional effect of cutting it short. Perhaps the reason we are unable to love is that we yearn to be loved, that is, we demand something (love) from our partner instead of delivering ourselves up to him demand-free and asking for nothing but his company.”
— Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being
“How could she feel nostalgia when he was right in front of her? How can you suffer from the absence of a person who is present?”
— Milan Kundera
Romanticizing your own loneliness and turning it into a cool girl thing only works for like a few months and then it just becomes a throbbing black hole i think. Not that ive ever experienced anything like that
not to be over dramatic or anything but the decline in popularity of hand written letters is one of the most disappointing decisions we’ve made as a modern society
I’ve never met a bad bitch without iron deficiency literally never. It can’t be a coincidence
Be the reason people still believe in kind hearts, authentic vibes and warm souls.
someone: hey i genuinely care about u and i like u a lot
my brain: ?? ? time for Joke?? make Joke??? yes??
What's so special about her?
Nothing, it’s just that there’s nothing special without her.
Kruhy á la Václav Hrabě.
pod očima kruhy jak smuteční pásky nemohu spát v této černé promoklé noci počítám na prstech metály života a šrámy z naší lásky a ty spíš
jó, kruhy jsem si vypěstovala slušný.
“… když vono je to ale strašně zlý bejt bez tebe. Někdy se mi zdá v noci, že jsi za mnou přišla, a pak se probudím a není to pravda, nemůžu spát, jdu kouřit k oknu a dole se někdo líbá a já slyším to šeptání, víš, a je to divný, že se mnou nejsi, nejde o to mít holku, to není tak těžký, ale já se bojím, že každou holku budu přirovnávat k tobě, víš… myslím, že se kvůli nikomu jinýmu už nebudu probouzet ze spaní…”
- Václav Hrabě, Horečka
in the back of the club arms folded cause i don’t agree with the music selection




