i’m carrying so much right now and i’d really like to put some of it down
I almost forgot what it felt like to be held by a man who softened himself for me; a man who unveiled his vulnerabilities, invested himself emotionally into me and confidently left himself open - whilst still making me feel physically protected. His grip reminds me of his overall strength but the softness of his hugs reminds me that my heart is forever safe in his hands.
“You said for better or for worse. You said that. You said it. It was a promise. Now, this is my worst, okay? This is my worst. But I’m gonna get better.”
Blue valentine (2010) dir. Derek Cianfrance
(via amuseumofmyheart)
“Let’s disappear, shall we?”
— Vita Sackville-West, in a letter to Virginia Woolf, December 1926
i be in my head more than I be on earth.
(via real)
deeply missing the rituals of elementary school
same routine every day.... going to the library as a class... eating lunch with your friends... having a teacher read to you from the same book every day.. packing your little backpack... now what do i do? emails?
not to feel positively about tumblr in 2020 but the tag function really is like. the thing they got right, huh? i love reading ppl’s little notes and organizational systems and i particularly like it when ppl speak to me directly in the tags to be like. “raquel you complete asshole i love this thing you’ve done i’m crying and i hate you.” i thrive on the quiet validation it fuels me


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