#spilled emotions

[callherwylder]

I’ve found a quiet kind of peace.

Not chasing, not missing.

The noise is quieter,

The weight feels less,

And for once,

my heart is full.

[formerblue]

To the you who haven’t met me yet but is longing for me right now. I long to be in your arms where I’ll feel safe, I long to gaze your eyes where the universes collide, I long to be the one that will make you think ‘she is the one’, I long to take that special place in your life, I long to be adored by you, kissed by you, touched by you, I long to cry in your arms, I long to tell you my woes that you’ll listen to while kissing my fingers to comfort me, I long for your warmth, your comfort, your love, your everything that I can call mine. I long for you who will be mine and who will be proud of it, I long for the stolen gazes, playful touches, mischievous remarks and everything else that you want to give. I hope you are longing for me in the same way because there is a lot that I want to give, I have a lot that I want to give but I just haven’t found you who would want it. So I am waiting until we find each other because trust me when I say this, I’ll love you with everything I have only if you are brave enough to make me feel loved.

[wingsandfeather]

Time to gather the rubble and rebuild ✨🦋

[miaveryobsessive]

i’ve changed. i smoke in the same field i use to play in. this used to be my dream, but it feels more like a curse.

[lovedearabby]

If no one’s told you yet:

Hi

[poeticlumineer]

I Wish

I wish we would’ve met as little kids

When I was much softer

You would’ve loved the young me

Before they all reduced me to tears

Hardened me until I became a monster

Hopeless romantic

Left a sour taste in my mouth

Searching for the words

That will finally heal my aching heart

And soothe my broken mind

While reviving my rotten soul

But I haven’t found the combination yet

I pray to the ether

That I find them someday

Before it’s too late

[merlinandrose]

Y'all please, I beg, I need diversity in books. I need female characters that are POC. I need fmcs that are strong not emotionally but physically. I need them strong emotionally, that are calm but not stubborn enough that they won't listen to good advice. I need them bitter and mean, not in a pick me way, but in a "tired of the world" way. I need fmcs that are tall, muscular, skinny (and not in a curvy way), broad shoulders. I need diverse noses, eyes, sharp features. I'm tired of blue eyes, perfect hair, short, strong despite never fighting a day in her life. And I NEED male leads that are POC, that are kind and shy and easily flustered. Male mcs that aren't cocky. Male mcs that are funny in an awkward kind of way. That are actually morally grey, and not just good people who act, for whatever reason, like an asshole. That don't immediately know they're hot and powerful and the shit. Male characters that are short, medium. That aren't ripped. That aren't pushing 6'5. Give me a dad bod. Give me no abs. Give me more than dark eyes and dark hair. Soft features. Scars that aren't in a place for convenient attractiveness. Give them flaws--- pimples, slightly crooked teeth, scars, a gap in the teeth. Give them moles and freckles

Give me diverse characters. Give me people.

[golden-letters]

bitch this is all you’re gonna get. this life, this face, this body. you better not ‘maybe in another universe’ your way out of everything. sit your ass down and face this. go make tea and have a picnic and read a goddamn book. kiss your loved ones, send that damn text, and hug your siblings. this is all you’re gonna get.

[bebs-art-gallery]

© pet_foolery

[minimalist-quotes]

Don't make the mistake of being so understanding and forgiving that you overlook the fact that you're being disrespected.

[callherwylder]

Like a tree in the wind,

I bend, but do not break.

The storm presses,

but my roots hold steady,

anchored deep beneath the surface.

[formerblue]

Lost in the maze of yesterday, searching for the lighthouse of tomorrow, going through the tangled threads one by one, cutting off my skin where unneeded, pieces of me scattered around like a jigsaw puzzle with no one to put them together, I hold myself close, closer than I should and I spill out of my arms, pieces scattered again—they grow their minds, they gain their own voice and then starts the chaos, the blame game, the unending screaming and screeching, the overthinking, the cornering, the numbing, the disassociating, the hit of bottom, the darkness crawling, no one on my side, the facade is falling, the oceans are rising and the stillness is dying, waiting, breathing, waiting, breathing, waiting, breathing, there’s no light, there’s no hand, just me stuck in the bottom of a well, the water level upto my nose, suffocating, overthinking, wanting to drown but aching to survive, aching to climb out, aching to be alive, aching for the silence that filled me, aching for the thrill that loved me, aching for the enthusiasm that marked my calendar pages, aching for the pages to turn, for the light to come, for the day to rise, for the long night to set, for the freedom, painfully… aching for life. Lost in the maze of yesterday, I wait for tomorrow to rise.

[bebx]

[enesl]

Be with someone who makes you happy.

[dumblr]

A concept: Late night convo’s with someone that likes you as much as you like them.