ⓘ this user believes books are of upmost importance with maybe oxygen being a close second
the rain falls for you, the same way i do: unapologetically, over and over. -s.r.w
I broke the walls that I once built for myself,
I was standing in open even though I knew that now the world got ways to hurt me.
And I was right, you hurted me.
You hurted me till I felt the pain no more.
It kind of scares me, not the pain.
But, the fact that no matter what happens and how many times you hurt me.
I'd still break the walls.
For you, Again and again.
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Ugly can be pretty too we just have to look at it with a different eye.
Oh no, I was left alone in a second hand bookshop and I ended up buying a prettier edition of a book I already have
The other day i posted something regarding how affectionate i think it is to cook for someone you are in love with! and although it was truly dedicated to him in specific, he didn't react to it instantly but after a few days he asked me to cook something for him. How can someone be so adorable i am in love !!!
the way i would just start smoking for the sole reason of sharing the gracefully intimidating aesthetic of Zelda Spellman
[ 🐰💭 . . . ] pastel icons (ver. bg)
Discovered the free library in a gallery the other day. The journals contained a Cioran essay, an article about Berlin in cinematography, some modern poetry. Headed to an exhibition opening right after.
Why are goodbyes so tough?even if it's not with your best set of people. The constant fear of not seeing each other again,the intimacy of running into them someday in future and being able to talk about the good old days. Why does it feel like to lose a part of yourself?The fact that they won't even remember your name and that you may remember the tiny details of the times spent together. Ahh,life is overwhelming and catches you off-guard when least expect it!
Life moves on and so should we
“It’s not a museum. It’s not a place of artifacts; it’s a place of ideas.”
– Jeanie Kahnke
" I couldn't help it, yes, I let it get in
The helpless optimism of spring
Worn out and tired and my heart never tired
And the world bent double from weeping "
Video shot and edited by me 🎥
Bio notes featuring a drawstring bag i got from uni