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I am a mosaic of everyone I have ever known and loved and touched and I find fragments of them in my playlists and how I make my tea. we may not know each other any more but we will stay connected like this. I hope a fragment of me is with you too.
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“My mother says I’m beautiful But I find it easier to believe her when she’s calling me a disgraceful whore You always murmur how pretty I am But it always seems to be when our clothes are decorating the floor Or when I’m kissing you with all I have to give When I want you to pour into me all that had been bled out I just want someone to love me the way I once believed I deserved Funny that I once thought everyone was capable of giving the way they take Over and over Endlessly Draining But even I can’t give the way I take Not when I have nothing left Nothing but cold sweat and nightmares Fears and anxieties Nothing but the love I desire so fervently”
— Maybe I should be able to identify the galaxies in my own eyes when I look in the mirror, instead of searching for them in yours (via h3artofh3arts)
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i wish i had mental stability but all i got are these big tits
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𝑦𝑜𝑢’𝑟𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑡, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢’𝑣𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑠𝑜 𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑝𝑒𝑑
By Bao Tran Trung
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