The Incurable 💀

schizoprophet:

supreme-leader-stoat:

“This story is a tragedy because it didn’t have to end this way.”

vs

“This story is a tragedy because it was always going to end this way.”

#a REALLY good tragedy is locked in quantum uncertainty between these two states

(via heavensghost)

ashidaii:

aren’t i so much better now

ayeforscotland:

It is mental health awareness week so I’d just like to say I’m very aware of my mental health and would like it to stop.

(via the-girl-who-always-smiled)

heavensghost:

words from rabbit heart by Florence + the machine hand stitched into satin

titsay:

sunsbleeding:

sunsbleeding:

fairydrowning:

fairydrowning:

“You know, love doesn’t mean "l never want you to change.” But I don’t think it means “I don’t care if you change” either. So I suppose it might mean, “I believe that you’ll always be the person I adore.” A declaration of faith, perhaps.“

– Sayaka Saeki, やがて君になる (Bloom into You), Via "freckled-lili” on Tumblr

“The way to love someone is to lightly run your finger over that person’s soul until you find a crack, and then gently pour your love into that crack.”

– Keith Miller

heavensghost:

A heart is a heavy burden

fairydrowning:

– Virginia Woolf, from a Letter to Violet Dickinson written c. January 1909

[TEXT ID: “I appreciate your concern. None of this is your fault. It’s me. It’s me and my head. / In winter, I collapse.” END ID]

brok3np4radise:

You cannot make everyone think and feel as deeply as you do. This is your tragedy … because you understand them, and they do not understand you.

Daniel Saint