“I am a different person to different people. Annoying to one. Talented to another. Quiet to a few. Unknown to a lot. But who am I, to me?”
— Unknown
Autumn has always been Poet's season
I just can't get u out of my head
𝐼 𝑎𝑚 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑜 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑟𝑒-𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑚𝑦 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑦 𝑝𝑎𝑔𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑛 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒.
—E.V. Rogina
“I crave a love so deep that the ocean would be jealous.”
— Tahere Mafi
A jaded soul
A childish heart
It feels like I
Am breaking apart
I reach for you even when you’re not there.
factss
"that's my girl" is one of the sweetest and cutest thing that i really want to hear, like yes i am. you're right say it again
I love small talk. Why does everything have to be serious to be meaningful? Tell me about your morning, you had pancakes with homemde syrup? Your motorcycle is the shop? Yes this weather is lovely. How was that movie? You got that shirt on sale for how much?? Talk to me for no reason other than to talk. Share your quiet moments and I'll share mine. We are both human and your company is precious, especially when you're complaining about your neighbors, when you tell me how your garden is doing, when we laugh at the obsurdity of simply existing.
in my heart it is not dark
the rain is pouring and shattering on the floor
like glas
bursting into million pieces
pain freezing like ice
but burning myself
fading away