tumblr is such a unique experience in 2021 because it’s probably the only place on the internet, or in real life, really, where there is absolutely no point. there is no agenda, and no purpose, it’s just a place i can create this little bubble of art, and self-expression, and poetry, and live in it peacefully. scrolling through my blog and appreciating photography, fashion, literature, etc. just feels like a beautiful respite from everything outside of this website? no news no performance no productivity just pure vibes
when the wind starts to pick up
and the storms come,
sit with me
and see all your little things.
like the way you look at me.
with those eyes,
and how they’ve never told me lies.
or how as you fall asleep,
you fall into me.
or when you’re happy,
how your eyes shine like the stars.
and your smile,
makes me want to walk the isle.
or even when you’re sad,
and you come to me,
i promise i won’t get mad.
i only want you to see
the beauty that you have.
so when your storms come,
sit with me in the rain.
and we’ll find all your little things
Friendly reminder: when people say ‘as long as you tried your best’ it doesn’t mean ‘the best you could possibly have done ever’ it means ‘the best you were capable of at the time.’ Sometimes ‘trying your best’ is just getting out of bed in the morning. Just because you weren’t working yourself to the bone doesn’t mean you weren’t trying your best.
love is hard
but loving you is the hardest thing to do
i know all the good you’ve done
but i cant overcome
all of the hurt feelings
and i hate what i’ve become
most common thought: damn haha im going to have to deal with that sooner or later
my mind wants to get away.
so that I can just be alone, so I can’t hurt anyone else,
especially you.
I feel like a threat
and I can't get away
yet here I am, only 10 feet away
the cycle starts again.
why do i keep messing up?
just stick to the plan.
learn to stop talking.
you have to stick to the plan.
stop hurting the people you love.
stick to the plan.
jesus, have some self control.
stick to the plan.
you’ve been this way for so long,
why can’t you stick to the plan?
what’s wrong with your brain?
can’t you just stick to the plan?
you promised yourself you’d stop,
just stick to the plan.
it’s really not that hard.
stick to the plan.
you’re not trying hard enough to fix yourself.
if you’d just stick to the plan,
you wouldn’t be stuck in these problems.
stick. to. the. plan.
- a girl with no self-control. who acts on impulse even when she knows it’s wrong; who doesn’t know how to describe the way she feels; she never knows when to stop and god does she wish she did.
And the stars in our heart.
“The moon lives in the lining of your skin.”
— Pablo Neruda, Twenty Love Poems and Song of Despair
Some people won’t believe you
Because your scars are hidden
Way beneath your skin
People only believe what they can see
And that should be a sin
her body is so broken
and yet she’s still fighting
with no one standing by her side
she’s fighting
for herself
against herself
and the cycle never ends
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