Dark academia☀

The person who makes me fall in love is the G.O.A.T period

I just saw an insta post saying, “I don’t know how to love small so if I can’t love you a lot I can’t love you at all.”

What even is love? Kafka pretty much summed it up when he said, “I’m thinking only of my illness and my health, though both, the first as well as the second, are you.”

The beautiful in the ugly is my heart.

I remember confessing that I was too fucked up for you to love, but the way you held me close, cradling my fragile heart with your warmth, made me believe that everything could be okay.

There’s too much love in my heart, but there’s also too much hate, fear, confusion, longing, pain, uncertainty, regret.