love

you can't waste your life btw it's just not something that's possible to do. your mere existence is already a precious and valuable use of your time. the time you spent becoming who you are now was inherently worthwhile

i could never delete my tumblr. it would be like someone burning their diary. it is the only thing keep those years from blurring together completely. i don't know how u girlies do it.

imagine everything in life blossoming for you, suddenly and all at once

I wish everything was quieter and softer and less often. 

at the end of the day I’m just a girl who loves her bed

my memories feel like mist

peels the moon, separates it in halves in gives one of them to you because i love you

i love when tragedies are like “the love was there. it didnt change anything. it didnt save anyone. there were just too many forces against it. but it still matters that the love was there”

Tumblr is not a social media site to me, it is a cool scrapbooking \ creative writing club I go to at my local library