Excuse Me... Miss? You Forgot This. *reaches Straight Into My Rib Cage And Extracts My Entire Bleeding

Rainy days ♡

this couldn't be more true

no one:

me: feels guilty for not reading, yet still doesn’t read

we're all kind of weird and twisted and drowning.

~ Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

“Even amidst the hatred and carnage, life is still worth living. It is possible for wonderful encounters and beautiful things to exist.”

— Hayao Miyazaki

my favorites in all the movies

INFP Confession #1

Yes, I love deeply. Be it a person, be it a thing, be it a character, if I say I love them it means I love them. And when I love someone, I can be the cheesiest person ever. Like, I would write long, long (unsent) letters to them, make moodboards, or describe their aesthetics, imagine scenarios with them, write poetries or stories based on them or make art or do-whatever-i-can-dedicated-to-them.

But most of the time, I am scared to express these intense feelings to others hence I pour it out on characters. So if a character reminds me of someone I like/admire, he/she has to get ready for a flurry of emotions dedicated to them.

“I don’t want to be pretty, I want to be deadly”

“But I don’t want small talk. Text me, and without saying hello, tell me why you got so angry at your sister this morning. Tell me why you have a scar shaped like Europe on the left side of your neck. Send me paragraphs about the time you spent at your grandmother’s house that one summer. Call me when I’m half asleep and tell me why you believe in God. Tell me about the first time you saw your dad cry. Go on for hours about things that may not seem important because I promise that I’ll be hanging on to every word you say. Tell me everything. I don’t want someone who just talks about the weather.”

— This. Yes this, is the very thing I love about humans. (via wornsoles-wornsouls)

“i love you.” “it’ll pass.”

is THE single most heartbreaking yet real and intense thing ive ever heard phoebe waller bridge u mastermind u r just like me except a genius fleabag is easily one of the most true to life and wonderfully painful tellings of mistakes that ruin relationships, mental health, religion, the chasms between family members that are caused and fixed by the love u share for them. its about extreme loss and the way that can single-handedly effect the rest of ur life and the way u think and act and how u care for others. its just so real.