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Not much seeable but actual conversation I had with the stars tonight, like actually.
"You torment me so, why?
Have I not done enough?
Haven't knelt enough?
Is that all you seek, o high almighty,
For me to only be on my knees at your service?
Why do keep making me love so much.
Why.
Knowing I shall never get an ounce of it back?
Not in this life time.
And others do not exist.
And what am I?
I sin now,
But did I sin in my youth?
For the same thing to happen more and more.
Always to love and never to be loved.
End it now as I cross the road.
End it.
Make me your very own corpse bride.
This heart you gave me,
Hurts while it beats.
End it now.
But the suffering will follow me to the grave, won't it?
As you never seem to leave me alone.
Shall I keep standing in the middle of this road?
And will it change anything?
End it."
People must have thought I'm schizophrenic but oh well.
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Dear God I miss being 13 and only caring about how many books I can finish in a day (3) and having to care about burdens of the heart.
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my type i am afraid
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fuuuuck i just realized that the future idealized version of myself cant exist without current me being the catalyst for change and doing hard things. has anybody heard about this
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I have thousand things to say to you and a thousand reasons not to.
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I missed a good lab grown straight ship
Giggling and kicking my feet the whole time
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NOT MY ENEMIES TO LOVERS
GIVE THEM BACK TO MEEEEE 😭😭😭
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Rumi: I heard the fans are shipping us
Jinu: to where?????
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