Everything I Ever Owned Has Deep Scratch Marks On It, It's The Grief Of Happy Memories That Keeps Sharpening

Actually made me stop in my tracks wth

“Fall for someone who makes you love yourself a bit more.”

— Unknown

“I cling to everything— CDs that skip, rings that turn my fingers green, the dead ends of my hair, old love notes that turn my stomach over and over.

And I'm not proud but there are still boxes under my bed. And I'm not proud but my closet is still running out of space. And nostalgia is a fucking waste of time but my heart is full with it.

Tell me I won't hold this forever. Tell me there will be a day where I let gloriously go."

— Fortesa Latifi; Hold This (via madgirlf)

That's shit genuinely makes me recoil and tear my skin off

How I hope my future home to be:

Earthy maximalism

Facts 🗣️

I am as the poets would say, the love child of anger, grief and obsession.

@lovesdaya