tumblr isn’t a social media site, it’s just my room

im decorating it

Fortesa Latifi, from The Truth About Grief.

i want to be soft again but i have so much anger in me 

andrew garfield saying, “i hope this grief stays with me because it’s all the unexpressed love that i didn’t get to tell her” about his mothers passing is so gut wrenchingly beautiful because we rarely talk about the love we want to express but can’t, not because you’re not brave enough to say it out loud but because they’re not here to listen to it anymore. calling grief the love you never had the chance to share makes it less of a burden and more of something you want to keep and not something terrible you want to move on from. i love love how everything about grief always comes down to “what is grief if not love persevering?”

Ji nerėkė. Ji žiūrėjo. Turbūt šitaip žiūrėtų mirusio žmogaus siela, kuri pamatytų, kad aname pasauly tėra pragaras.

- Antanas Škėma “Balta drobulė”

the commodification of friendship is the most annoying thing to come out of the internet in ages. like actually i love to break this to you but you're supposed to help your friends move even if it's hard work. or stay up with them when they're sad even if you're gonna lose sleep. you're supposed to listen to their fears and sorrows even if it means your own mind takes on a little bit of that weight. that's how you know that you care. they will drive you to the airport and then you will make them soup when they're sick. you're supposed to make small sacrifices for them and they are supposed to do that for you. and there's actually gonna be rough patches for both of you where the balance will be uneven and you will still be friends and it will not be unhealthy and they will not be abusive. life is not meant to be an endless prioritization of our own comfort if it was we would literally never get anywhere ever. jesus.

at the grocery store i bought 2 limes and a lemon and the checker said to me "two limes and a lemon... Anything could happen"

Alex Dimitrov, from “Living in Time” [ID in ALT]

@krzoska

— Sanna Wani, from “Meditation”, My Grief, the Sun

― E.M. Forster, Howards End

“You can say anything and I will not abandon you.”

When I have a baby, their first words will be “God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference”

id rather you have cringy but honest interests than try and act like everything youve ever loved was in an ironic way cause you think that love for simple or useless or silly things is beneath you . pathetic! embrace existence with both hands coward

do it for her (your thirteen year old self)

i’ve been burnin 4 u baby since the minute i left :(

a reflection on june;

‘Opawlia’ by Susan Herbert (1945 - 2004)

"I sit with my grief. I mother it. I hold its small, hot hand. I don’t say, shhh. I don’t say, it is okay. I wait until it is done having feelings. Then we stand and we go wash the dishes. We crack open bedroom doors, step over the creaks, and kiss the children. We are sore from this grief, like we’ve returned from a run, like we are training for a marathon. I’m with you all the way, says my grief, whispering, and then we splash our face with water and stretch, one big shadow and one small."

— Callista Buchen, Taking Care