#latenighttoughts

[qu33nof420tiff]

Honestly need everyone to know

I am an agent of

Chaos...

Who's with me ?

[waltzing-like-its-1698]

Date a cutie who wants to wear matching pyjamas with you!

[paradoxandleather]

That's it im gonna become the rich hot auntie.

[eeladdaiana]

Your eyes are warming

Myself

I look at you

And..

The words are almost slipping through my lips

But I don't let them

I stop them

Each time they want to come out,

I pack them carefully,

Like some chocolates

Which I put them back into the box,

Repeating to myself,

It's not the right time..

A poem by Daiana Vatamanu

[aichablogs]

Why i love the stars so much

Because they remind us that there is a bigger universe out there. Billions of galaxies and milky ways and planets and moons; you name it. They remind us that we don't really matter. Nothing really matters. You didn't submit your homework on time? Doesn't matter. Someone boke your heart? Shrug it off, it doesn't matter.

The universe is so beautiful. The world is beautiful, it's just got this really ugly side to it. But if you look closely, it can really be wonderful.

Nothing matters, so why not we grow to be content with our lives? Do what we actually love. Be a nice human being. Hug your mom. Smell your pet's fur. Nothing matters and it is all so beautiful.

[schlaf-paralyse]

Chaos - Mathea

[letsvanishintonothing]

?

Idk anymore, u make a mess out of me!

I worry, i get angry, i cry, we fight and argue but also love each other. But each time a pieche of my heart breaks. I dont know how long i can keep up with you if you continue that way. I love you but a forever with you would ruin me

[uwujoeyuwu]

Late night comic... . . . . . . . . . . #latenightcomic #latenighttoughts #myart #traditionalart #markers #mydrawings #tanukijoey https://www.instagram.com/p/Bzws4WUJEzk/?igshid=nvvdmiafavdm

[nevereveroutofmind]

verletzt und abgefucked

Ich weiß noch nicht ganz wieso ich das hier schreibe und so, aber ich glaube es befreit mich zumindest ein bisschen, wenn ich meine Gedanken aufschreibe und andere sie lesen können. Vielleicht ist das für andere nicht wichtig oder lächerlich, für mich aber ist es wichtig. Ich bin kein Mensch der offen über seine Gefühle reden kann. Zumindest bin ich nicht mehr so ein Mensch. Ich war mal sehr offen und konnte gut über meine Gedanken und Gefühle reden, doch mit der Zeit fällt es mir immer schwerer. Wollt ihr wissen warum? Ich hab einem guten Kumpel, den ich schon seit 11 Jahren kenne, gesagt, dass ich Gefühle für ihn hab. Das ist schon fast ein halbes Jahr her und ich liege immernoch abends im Bett und denke über alles nach. Er hat mich in die „Lass uns Freunde bleiben“ Schublade gesteckt und ihm geht es dabei gut. Ihm. Ich bin eine zeitlang auch echt gut klar gekommen erstaunlicherweise. Aber wenn er auch nur ein Hauch an Interesse zeigt kriege ich wieder Hoffnungen. Doch diese zerschmettert er immer wieder aufs neue mit einem Riesen großen Hammer. Ohne Rücksicht oder Mitgefühl. Nicht absichtlich und bewusst, aber hätte er nur ein bisschen mehr Empathie, wäre das alles nicht ganz so kompliziert.

Du kannst den Schmerz nicht loslassen, wenn er tief in deiner Brust sitzt.

[qu33nof420tiff]

I'm trying so hard to save everyone around me

I think I may have forgot to help myself along the way...

Doesn't matter though.. I'm gonna save them first

[diamondorchid]

It's late..

And all I can think about is your hands

Exploring every inch of me

Making their way down until you stop

Between my legs

Where you stop to play

[kiddy-s-park]

Late night thoughts III

Because you are making it harder for me to get to you. I think it might be the reason why you're in my mind. I keep thinking of ways to reach out for you. To impress you or simply to let you know that I care. I want to make something out of this. I understand how frightening it can be. I am well aware of what is at stake here but still I want to give it a try. I do understand that it is not only about me and if you're not ready it is best to postpone. I guess all I am asking for is a heads up. That way I can move accordingly.

[eeladdaiana]

Today, you put a smile on my face,

today you brought the melancholy into my chest,

because today i got drunk on melancholy,

I sipped from my thoughts

‘'Drink more'' I told myself,

because today I realised how inspired I can get through a felling

This is not about you

because today I realised how strong I became,

today the melancholy didn't brought thoughts about you in my head,

but made my body feel drunk on thoughts about my own feelings,

so I can put my feelings into words, the way the wind carries the leaves

A poem by Daiana Vatamanu

[vaboros]

I don't see myself as a victim or a martyr, just this past years had been hard. So many shit at a personal level had happened and I kept many things bottled in. I was in a position where I couldn't keep on going, then shit got worse and I was so done that I realized I needed professional help. At this difficult moment of my life I reached to those people I've always considered my friends and I'm a little ashamed for saying this, but I was surprised by all the support, love and understatement I received, and I realized this was all I needed to keep on going when I was left alone. This picture was taken in a period of professional growth and rediscovery, redefining my own gender identity and getting confortable in my own skin. I see this face and I'm genuinely excited knowing that I'll have it again soon. I'm the best and longest piece of art I've worked on and I'm proud of myself for coming all this way. I feel like the most fortunate and loved person knowing I have all these people that accept me by who truly am and I'll always be grateful 📷 @bonniebelles #personal #latenighttoughts #struggles #genderfluid #nonconforming #dontbeadick (en Revolucion-Centro De Tijuana)

[waltzing-like-its-1698]

Do you ever just come across an old post and you begin reading it and you like "I'm gonna like this!" but then you realise you've already liked it and your like DAMN RIGHT I DID! GOOD GOING PAST ME!!

[minasdamadruga-blog]

3:00 a mensagem que eu vou arquivar amanhã e fingir que nunca aconteceu