compljcated:

i hope my soulmate slept well last night

awfwhatever:

You made flowers grow in my lungs and although they are beautiful, I can’t breathe.

- unknown

theyovngveins:

doc luben//co-star

september-stardust:

My grieving is a gathering of your words.

I cling to what’s left of your poetry,

a blend of epitaph and epilogue.

This is your version of moonlight.

You are no longer here and yet

you still are.

-

Moon

apros3xia:

I just want to crawl in bed with someone I care about and have my heart feel at home again and watch movies and talk about random stuff for hours

doodleofboredom:

*blep*

seras-sanctum-deactivated202005:

ojibwa:

wow i just cant take this anymore *continues to take it*

Oh mood