twenty-three, brown nonbinary void, artist. in contradictions, i often find the most truth
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melancholy has taken hold. i feel like im 16 again. always lonely, even in a crowded vc. no one witnesses me. no one wants to. i am a ghost. i am worse than a ghost. i could speak, but don’t. how unfortunate.
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guys something good normal and fun has to happen
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Shimmering I and Ghostly Hand, Cecilia Reeve, 2023.
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sometimes life puts you in the same situation again to see if you’re still a dumbass
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i remember learning the word melancholy at age 7 or something and thinking oh this word's gonna be huge for me
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learning lately that a lot of confidence is about owning up. like "yeah i'm a little addicted to my phone right now" or "yeah i'm not really over this person yet" or "yeah i still get pretty anxious in crowds" just saying anything at all but then following it up w "but i'm trying to get better" and being super nonchalant and unaffected. so powerful. you would literally be undefeatable in the face of even the most judgmental person. no one can judge you for things you already know about yourself and are trying to improve on. the trick is to know yourself from the inside out, to hold yourself accountable, and to actively improve every day. like that is literally the secret to never feeling like you're at the mercy of somebody else's judgment
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literally waiting for it to pass so i can start using my heart's full potential again oh my goodness..
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I hate mental illness. "No one would really be sad if you died." Why is that a phrase in my head. It's literally not true. People would be sad if I died. My friends mourn their friends who died years ago, or who died after growing distant with them. I will be mourned.
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— The Little Book of Neuroses — Michael Thomas Ford —
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Straight guys who use tumblr are the funniest people ever literally how did you end up here
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"No one wants to work anymore." Damn right brother. If I could sit in a beautiful field for 40 hours every week of my singular precious life I would
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