2002134340
Giovanna
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2002134340 5 months ago
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2002134340 5 months ago
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i'm not the same person i was before. i just feel constantly exhausted.
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2002134340 6 months ago
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thinking there's something virtually wrong with me is my second nature
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2002134340 6 months ago
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unrelated
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2002134340 6 months ago
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i've had a long list of lovers but none of them mattered to me except you
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2002134340 6 months ago
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Firewatch.
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2002134340 6 months ago
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home is the people and they've here.
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2002134340 6 months ago
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the world existed long before me and when i was young i was foolish enough to believe that it'd change because of my existence. It won't. It'll only shape mine.
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2002134340 6 months ago
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we accept the love we think we deserve
but when we don't accept being loved at all? we just don't think we're worth loving?
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2002134340 7 months ago
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i don't want the jock. i want to be the jock.
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2002134340 7 months ago
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all your songs are my songs. all my songs are your songs. the only reason we're still intertwined is because we want to be. there's no inevitability to human feelings, there's just want.
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2002134340 7 months ago
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home is you.
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2002134340 7 months ago
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you don't feel different, but you know you are.
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2002134340 7 months ago
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it's heartbreaking to love the memory of what a person once was while dealing with the present version of them that you hate.
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2002134340 7 months ago
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what part of being a woman do i love? none.
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2002134340 8 months ago
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i don't remember life before loving you.
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2002134340 9 months ago
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i didn't love him.
his presence is like a lingering shadow walking behind me, but it's not love. it's not loss, it's not grief. it's just- lingering.
and in a few weeks the shadow won't linger anymore. another love will be lost. another world will come to an end.
my heart hurts. i want to protect myself. there won't be a next time where i'm not sure if it is love. when the possibility of a blooming love exists, you know it from the start. how could i ignore the red lights? my heart really hurts, because i didn't love him. how could i waste my time like! that? it's better to feel heartbroken than to feel empty.
the lingering shadow is emptiness.
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