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Just like De Selby, there is a second part to this madness. Coming soon. 🌛🪦 xxx

Please reblog! It helps me to reach more people!

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on September

September usually comes disguised as the breeze of August's late nights, a reassuring reminder for those who dream of chiller days and new routines. The days start to be chill enough to want to wear thicker clothes but give up on the idea of the warm midday sun. Or maybe it rains and you feel justified to dig out of your wardrobe your leather boots and your jackets

It is acknowledged that September has the same principles as January: new goals, new plans, and new routines because "if not now, when?". There's this urge to give yourself a makeover, put on your favourite clothes, and go out and conquer the world.

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I know it will get better, but...

It always comes back, the feeling of failure, of not doing the right thing, of having gotten wrong every single choice in your life. It always comes after a calm, peaceful period, usually right after you have succeeded in something and recharged your batteries. And it doesn't help if you're in your quarter-life crisis, the feeling does not need to know your age, does not want to know your age. Because it doesn't matter. It just comes in a way that pleases it, sometimes slowly, as if it's still unsure of the consequences it'll bring. Not sure, maybe, it really wants to cause turbulence in your life. Sometimes, however, it comes in the form of a tsunami, too sudden to see it coming, too big and strong to know what to do in the moment and what you can do is try not to succumb. You're left to pick up the pieces of what the tsunami left behind, hoping to find something intact, maybe a person or an object or a feeling to hold on to for dear life, at least until life gets better eventually. It's the thought of "eventually, everything will get better, you'll feel good again" that helps keep moving on, carrying on with life, knowing that sooner or later, eventually, you will have your life figured out again.

Of course, until the next tsunami feeling comes back. Because it always comes back.

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NORMAL PEOPLE (2020) Episode #1.6

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situantionship update

me: so, what are your plans for the weekend?

him: hanging out with my friends, tomorrow I'm having lunch with my girlfriend...

me: I'm sorry, WHAT? when were you going to tell me you have a girlfirend?

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“Harry, you are so loved, so loved.”

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Imagine being the main character in someone's daydreams

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Podlachia, Poland by Giulio Groebert

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the dichotomy between the lakes, where she describes never wanting to leave this one spot bc she’s so in love with the moment and the person she’s sharing it with, and right where you left me, where we hear of a woman who can’t leave a spot bc of the shattered emotions of the moment and the person who does it to her.

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Picture sources: 🍀 🍀

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Aquarius is honest like dropping a glass. Interrupting, awakening, sometimes shattering.

snıɹɐnb∀ is secretive like an owl or nocturnal cat. Takes adjusting yourself, curiosity, and maybe a little bit of bravery to learn and understand.

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I am as the poets say, a disaster.

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i've been listening to a lot of disney songs. I'll probably turn some of them into one shots