silverrific

no one will come to save you but some will offer you their hand to hold when life gets tough and those are the ppl that matter

the person that you could’ve been or the life you could’ve lived isn’t real. it’s an illusion and a fantasy that only exists in your head. all you have is here and now

btw you will miss this in 5 or 10 years. memory will smooth these circumstances down like a river stone, and you will find yourself longing for a shade of light or a moment of this particular innocence. you don't know about what happens next, and one day that will be the most alluring thing of all. don't leave it all for nostalgia. have a nice night now, whatever night it happens to be.

i think love is stored in nighttime conversations and “did you eat yet” and books left outside your door and “i waited to watch this with you” and splitting something in half to share and “im proud of you” and folded towels and “you can pick” and heads on shoulders and “you’re right, that was shitty. im sorry” and knocks on doors and “DINNER!” and stupid jokes and “hey i got this for you” and coffee made just right and… there are so many ways people say i love you silently every day over and over again if you only listen

Important

please know that your wish to be treated with love and kindness and respect and to be treated like a priority is not asking for too much

Please know that you shouldn’t have to ask.

[tearing at my hair] no love however brief is wasted no love however brief is wasted no love however brief is wasted

All my love came from me and that remains all my love came from me and that remains all my love came from me and that remains

I need to be hugged and held for a bit. For mental health reasons.

pretty sure i could romanticise anything, i am deeply delusional.

october-december is the best time of the year and you can’t tell me otherwise.