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I am trapped in a nightmare I can't wake up from. Every day is the same and I have to watch my life pass me by, time running away from me, as I can only repeat myself day in day out. I watch others as through glass, experiencing what I never will. Feeling how I never will.
And whenever something out of the usual happens, it's something bad, something shocking, terrifying or infuriating. That keeps me up for a night, has me recover from to a certain state, in which I then again linger, screaming silently, crying in grief.
For my own time, my soul and a life I never lived.
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*through gritted teeth* it doesn’t have to be perfect, it just has to be done. it doesn’t have to be perfect, it just has to be done. it doesn’t have to be-
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my backyard field
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Lindsay C. Gibson, Adult Children of Emotionally Immature Parents
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A foggy morning moonset,
ph by Eric Houck.
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spiritually we are all sharing a cigarette by an open kitchen window
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i’m not flirting with you i’m just hot and talking
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People be like oh you’re in your 20s you have a whole life to live but I already feel as if I’ve missed every opportunity and made all the wrong decisions and it’s just fucked now
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