BIBGANG

Every word has consequences. Every silence, too.

Psithurism: The sound of the leaves rustling as the wind blows through the trees

Everytime we scroll through our tumblr feeds, I guess we all are looking for the pieces of our lingering thoughts, beautifully wrapped up in the words of others.

It is a lonely feeling when someone you care about becomes a stranger.

My desires in a relationship have changed over time. I no longer want someone who promises to always love me and never leave me, I need someone who understands that life happens and sometimes things don’t work out. I don’t want someone who sugar coats things and never gets angry with me, I need someone to tell me how it really is and put me in my place. I need to be able to go five hours without talking to you and not feel lost or incomplete. I am complete without you. But with you, I want to be so much better. I want to be stronger with you. I want us to grow together and help each other grow individually. I don’t need you, but I really fucking want you. And this may not work out, but the fact that you understand all of this and this how our relationship works, makes me think we’ve got a pretty good shot.

Do you ever wonder whether people would like you more or less if they could see inside you?

Me after finally replying to the six people who messaged me: amazing. I am so great I love getting back to people

I only feel like myself when I am alone.

I stand in the mess of myself.

When was the last time anyone ever told you how important you are?

I’d been born in the wrong century, and I felt cheated.

You’re not fake for leaving people behind who aren’t benefiting you positively.