satanasaeternus:

orphne_acheron

haleyincarnate:

Quote by Nicole Ting

feral-ballad:

How is it that the world keeps going, breathing in and out unchanged, while in my soul there is a permanent scattering?

Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, from Notes on Grief

genesissangel:

it’s inevitable.

richard siken/?/celeste/a ghost story/@/lord huron/someone great/the head and the heart/sandra cisneros

linkinmoon:

Edna St. Vincent Millay, in Letters (1952)

missinyouiskillingme:

“What do you say when you’re not enough to make someone stay?”

— Katie Kacvinsky, First Comes Love

rhaenyratheecruel:

i always picture you with a suitcase in your hand

unknown/richard siken/margarita karapanou/d.j./the national/ocean vuong/richard siken/phoebe bridgers

missinyouiskillingme:

“I don’t know what they are called, the spaces between seconds — but I think of you always in those intervals.”

― Salvador Plascencia, The People of Paper

wedarkacademia:

“Grief, I’ve learned, is really just love. It’s all the love you want to give, but cannot. All that unspent love gathers up in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and in that hollow part of your chest. Grief is just love with no place to go.”

― Jamie Anderson

pachimation:

lonely at the top

kelpeigh:

i love you hozier

sadgoldengirl:

#sad

harlotish:

i am too small and too goofy to have this much body pain! how does it even all fit in here! theres no space get O U T

prohaloplayer:

this shit pisses me off like how do you know he’s not taking a break he could have been gaming for hours on end that shit is not healthy for your wrists he probably just paused the game to rest his eyes and hands and spend some time with the people around him but now hes being made fun of. do better