I get these moments when I have to lie down, because everything feels, sort of, too much. And I look up and see the blue or the grey or the black and I feel myself melting into it. And for, like, a split second, I feel free and happy. Innocent. Like a dog. Or an alien. Or a baby.

Sometimes, everything is suddenly really simple. It’s like everything shifts in a moment. And you step out of your body, out of your life. You step out and you see where you are really clearly. You see yourself. And you think… Fuck. This. Shit.

      “A lot of the time you don’t register the important moments in your life as they happen.                            You only see that they were important when you look back.”

                                         — The End of the F***ing World ( 2017 )

I feel like I’m going m a d.

Superboy & Supergirl The End of the F***ing World

james, the end of the f***ing world (2017)

Lisa Kleypas, Blue-Eyed Devil (via perrfectly)

Hope everyone had a great Monday! This is another new look I’m digging, thoughts? 🥀 #37DaysUntilLaunch

Unlearning harmful behaviors you once needed as survival tactics takes time. Be patient with yourself.

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s-vin,  writing prompt #66: Write about November  (via wnq-writers)

@existential-words (via existential-words)

“When someone’s been gone a long time, at first you save up all the things you want to tell them. You try to keep track of everything in your head. But it’s like trying to hold on to a fistful of sand: all the little bits slip out of your hands, and then you’re just clutching air and grit.” - Jenny Han

via @quotemadness

dysphoriadarling, writing prompt #32: write about healing (via wnq-writers)

novembersecond,  writing prompt #7: write about silence (via wnq-writers)

Nicole Abrams, writing prompt #66: Write about November (via wnq-writers)