petaltexturedskies:

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Virginia Woolf in a letter to Violet Dickinson

nr1chuufan:

Who up & searching for a sense of belonging

bpdsoftie:

hey its me, your local burden,

metamorphesque:

What if I slept a little more and forgot about all this nonsense.ALT

—  Franz Kafka, The Metamorphosis

erotomanicpixiedreamgirl:

i blog for girls who are plagued by loneliness despite being overall well liked

There must be a hell because I need to believe that Ronald Reagan is suffering

gerardpilled:

“Thin brows are back in” “skinny jeans are back” “wolfcuts are out” “this style of eyeshadow is soo trendy right now” “big asses are out, slim figures are in”

Hey do you guys ever make your own decisions or form your own ideas on how you would personally like to look that’s not based around what’s currently being sold to you. Is that not possible

lakevida:

too abstract to live too concrete to die

slutdge:

slutdge:

slutdge:

slutdge:

slutdge:

day one of trying not to think about fucking that old man

relapsed

relapsed

relapsed

relapsed

freshpickle:

please be nice to me, i’m in my twenties. do you know what that does to a person

eatpussypraylove:

Sometimes as a woman it’s important for you to wake up late and be alone in the house on a cloudy cold day with your feelings.

axetofall:

I mean yeah I carry a sadness that exhausts my will to live like a leach on my heart but I’m basically fine

sr