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𝙰𝚞𝚐𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝟷𝟻, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟹 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟶 -𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟹

[ID: I’ll shut myself off from everyone to the point of insensibility. Make an enemy of everyone, speak to no one. END ID]

𝙰𝚞𝚐𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝟷𝟻, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟸 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟶 -𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟹

[ID: August 15. Wasted day. Spent sleeping and lying down. END ID]

something about foggy forests and warm orange lights 🍊

quick what is everyone doing right now

okay reblogging this again just to say that i love love love reading these,, like it's so incredible how we're all doing such vastly different things at the same time...ik it's an obvious thing but it's also insane to think about.

Lev St. Valentine, WIP

I read. Obsessively. Because, when I read, there is purpose to my loneliness.

Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Gentle Spirit

Alice Oseman, Radio Silence

{Quotes: f scott Fitzgerald×2, Vladimir nabakov }

To her , no one is or could ever be more dear to me than you , therefore I shall keep loving you to the very end of everything

To young poets,Mahmoud Darwish

To young poets,Mahmoud Darwish

This is for all the ones that were told "It's just a phase"

This is for all the femmes who were told to "man up"

This is for all the mascs who were told to "be more ladylike"

This is for the "they/them is only plural"

For being told our love is innatural

This is for the stares

This is for the subtle jabs

For the uncomfortable family dinners

For the fear of coming out

For not feeling right in the shoes society tells you to fit.

I see you.

I am so proud of you

We are one and infinite

We are Pride.

what is this feeling?

somedays i feel like a god, somedays a pathetic worthless mortal.

i'm struggling between self doubt and over confidence. i've been swimming & swimming & swimming incessantly trying to reach an invisible shore.

whenever i think about my future, i feel scared and feel like walking backwards to my childhood. because my childhood was an endless summer, a forever thing.

lately everything seems so blurred, can't distinguish between reality and imagination anymore. i've been living too much inside my mind. in monet's words: i want my heart to stay "awake" in a "colorful silence". but lately i've been feeling like my heart has been drowning in the same sea of silence. everything feels parched.

today, i tried to shut my mind and listen to the melody of this mellow may evening. and suddenly i witnessed a bird sitting at the branch of a tree.

i felt a bit liberated from my thoughts, from this never ending vicious loop for a brief moment.

i'm 20. and maybe i'm not the only one who feels this way. feels so lost...