here are more coherent ramblings.

poetbitesback:

“come around sundown to see the fireflies emerge, there is hope in the moments when the sun sits across the horizon, too tired to stay in the sky, a promise that tomorrow will come and will be bright, light enough to be held in both hands”

— come around sundown || O.L. (via poetbitesback)

syntacked:

via weheartit

(Source: weheartit.com)

(Source: lovelivelyhood)

i am not okay

sweetheart, you already know you have to let this person go. grieve if you must and don’t put a timer on it (because our heart has a different way of telling time) but know that ultimately know that you have to let go. focus on other things and on the little joys and perhaps that might help distract your mind and heart a little. pat yourself on the back for getting out of bed, congratulate yourself for finishing a task at work or school or reward yourself with a treat now and then for getting through the day or week without breaking down. don’t be too hard on yourself - people don’t let go of things in a single day. these things take time, but know that it isn’t forever.

Anonymously tell me what time it is and what you’re thinking about.

1.22am -

g: “awake?”
y: everything okay?”
g: “not really. i’ve had a bad week but i don’t want to talk about it. distract me?”

thank you for being there for me when all else fails. thank you for holding me, for entertaining without question me, for extending an open embrace without even asking, for wordlessly being there for me regardless of the time, date, circumstance and everything else in-between. thank you for loving me even on days when i don’t love myself. you are my one true gem, my only constant, and i count myself lucky to have you by my side through it all. 

7.56am - woke up full on bawling because of a damn nightmare and now i don’t even dare go back to sleep. it’s been awhile.

(Source: mvrdvrous)

真的是累.

inkskinned:

i’m 25, you know, i can’t be upset about a website’s slow decline into madness. i should really get a better hobby anyway, in the end. 

but i am, you know, in some ways, upset. the truth is, i have a weird fondness for this blue hell. i liked it because i’m obviously a text-based content creator, i hate facebook, and i’m too lazy for youtube. there’s a lot wrong with it, obviously, but it was anonymous, somewhat safe, more based in community. so much about it was frustrating. but it also was a really, really good place for new artists, for people who were exploring their identity, for me to waste like an embarrassing amount of time on.

and honestly, i think that’s what it is - i’ve been trying to “Get Off Tumblr” for a while, but i always come back here, in the end. And being given a date feels like… time’s up. obviously the site won’t delete entirely. but already their userbase was halved, and it will probably halve again. less and less people will post. less reason to log in. 

so it kind of feels… yeah, like it’s time to grow up. like i gotta pack up and move on and not be too sad about it because, well, it’s a website. i get the same weird nostalgia as graduating. like, looking back over a shoulder and saying “fUCK you!” but also knowing… i can’t belong there anymore. yes, the world might keep moving, the site will persist despite god’s will to end it - but the era where it was mine is over.

i don’t think it’ll end in one big burst of silence. but it’s been a heart slowly fading for a while. and less than a death knell, it’s just another symbol: something i had, even if it’s not a real something….. it’s not the same as it used to be. half my friends are gone. the other half rarely show up. it’s not finished.

but something…. is ending.

(Source: inkskinned)

(Source: exploshun)

so fucking done with everyone’s bullshit that i just…i literally can’t.

freshmoviequotes:

On Body and Soul (2017)

thank you for reminding me to breathe. <3

Anonymously tell me what time it is and what you’re thinking about.