the life of a tumblr

I am stuck
in between
hoping that
I could
unmet you,
and wishing
that I could
meet you
for a
second time,
yet in a
different
situation.
—  ma.c.a // I wish I was the one for you
Your dreams chased you, before you ever did the chasing.
—  don’t take short cuts; don’t cut corners // @abillionlittlethoughts
I’ve been feeling absent lately,” she said. “Like a bystander, watching my own life happen without me. I see it all happening, but I can’t feel it. I look around at everyone – my friends, my family, people who love me – and they’re smiling. They’re feeling it all. And then I look down at myself. Why don’t I feel like they do? Why am I so numb?
—  excerpt from an unfinished book #157
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GUYS I HAVE REACHED THE ABSOLUTE HEIGHT OF FAME! I’M IN A BUZZFEED ARTICLE! THIS IS IT! I’VE MADE IT!!

“I’d just like to thank my parents and my tumblr fam for their love and support and last but not least, Gendry! Without him and The Hound I would not be where I am today” 😂

We feel caged. Because we live in a society where we are told what to do. We are told what the definition of “success” is before we figure out who WE are. Everyone wants to tell the other what to do. Everyone’s got an opinion. Everyone thinks they are right. You can't  feel easy. You can’t breathe and just make mistakes and learn and grow. And if you aren’t STRONG enough…if you aren’t CONFIDENT enough…if you don’t KNOW yourself enough…you feel caged in and you break. So this is how most of us forget our dreams and follow a practical path. And this is also why some us have depression, insecurities, or lack of confidence. So if you are good at something and want to pursue it… PLEASE go all in. ❤❤❤

Art: @pride_nyasha

I am not good with words, never have been and never will be, but I could write pages upon pages describing you and how much I love yoh
—  Day 234
I ask myself sometimes If you ever really loved me like you said you did. It seems unfathomable that you could have loved me, whilst you left me in tears with a bleeding heart. How can you love someone, yet tear them apart inch by inch with hateful words and fists for guns? Love should never be hateful and bitter, but it’s the only love I’ve ever known.
—  c.f. // maybe one day I’ll find a love that’s honest and kind, but today is not that day