#text aesthetic

[cupidhe4rt]

my cells are heart shaped

[jmnxjmnx]

Have you ever tried to stop loving someone or letting go of a deep yearning simply because the pain of wanting was too much to bear? The very thought of it might cut through you like a blade, yet clinging to it feels just as agonizing.

We often find ourselves entangled in situations that hurt us, but the idea of letting go can seem even more terrifying. Whether it's a person, a dream job, or a long-awaited opportunity, nothing in this world should hold the power to consume our hearts and souls entirely.

Our soul—the essence of who we are—is what carries us through countless experiences. It's unfair to burden it with pain so heavy it strips away its vitality and strength.

And yet, the heart seldom listens to reason. It clings to desires and attachments, refusing to let go, no matter how much we plead for release.

I wish I could rip my heart from my chest, hold it in my hands, and silence its ache.

The struggle to detach from what wounds us feels like this—a brutal, visceral battle between heart and soul. Even in the depths of this pain, all we long for is peace.

Sometimes, all we crave is a fleeting moment of happiness—a brief respite where joy overpowers chaos and grants our hearts a moment's rest. It's universal, isn’t it? To yearn for peace so deeply that we’d give anything just to feel it, even if only for a while.

I’ve found slivers of happiness in the most unexpected places. It's in the warmth of family, the words of my favorite artists, and the honesty of V when he asks the universe if wanting happiness is too much. It's in the comfort of a good book, the laughter shared with friends, and even in the fragile hope of new love—even if that love feels destined to fail.

These fleeting moments remind me that happiness isn’t a constant state but a transient experience. It’s elusive, showing up unannounced, often when we’ve stopped searching. But still, I wonder:

When will I find true happiness? Or could it be that the happiness we envision has never truly existed? When happiness feels like a distant dream, what remains?

Pain and death. That’s the stark reality. Yet even in this truth, there’s a strange kind of beauty. Pain reminds us of what we cherish. It’s the shadow cast by love, ambition, and hope. And death, inevitable as it is, gives urgency to the fleeting moments of joy.

So perhaps happiness itself is not the point. Maybe it’s the pursuit that matters—the trying, the loving, the risking, and the dreaming. Perhaps it’s in those fragments that we find what we truly seek.

And maybe, just maybe, those fragments are enough.

[robintomens]

Information Overload

[xxmashaalibekxx]

Happy Trans Day of Visibility, everyone! 🏳️‍⚧️🩵🩷🤍

[aestheticsoftheinternet]

Jonathan Sims Moodboard

Requested by: Nobody! <3

Icon by: this user!

[girllcherry]

𝓛𝓮𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓪𝓿𝓮𝓼 𝔀𝓪𝓼𝓱 𝓪𝔀𝓪𝔂 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼.　໋࿐ ｡ ` . 🪼 °

─ ꒰ @girllcherry ꒱ 〡 𝘈𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘢𝘵𝘰̄ ﹏ 𝘣𝘺𝘦 𝘣𝘺𝘦ᆝ

[sparrowindisguise]

dividers I made these suck f2u if you want one go 2 @soggywallfu

[psykopaths]

Sometimes I wish I had a possesive shawty who'd sit on my lap and tell me about her day....

[neutrallyobsessed]

Text Full Joanpher Moodboard. A Textboard For Them...

[svashtarenje]

Text about flutter echo glitched in the best possible way.

[suqqubus]

everything means nothing to me - elliott smith

[jmnxjmnx]

I write for the sake of my soul

I write because every word

Is part of myself, part of my world

I write because I feel free through my thoughts

But I incarcerated them in my head

I share stories that are happening in my mind

And sometimes I just forget where I am

But never who I am

And all of that, is thanks to the writing.

[robintomens]

Effacement (text from The True Believer by Eric Hoffer)

[xxmashaalibekxx]

I hope I'm not too late to post this, but happy LGBT Health Awareness Week nonetheless 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️

[aestheticsoftheinternet]

Pitaya Dragon Moodboard

Requested by: @juiceboxlmao :D

[passionfruitmango]

Wow, standing against the windowsill gazing at tumblr dot com on my silly little phone, about to hydrate with some water from my silly little yellow water bottle that is the same shade as my curtains?

2015 me would love this aesthetic