All my teenage years, I had bottled up anger and grief and promised myself I'd never cry but when I sat down with her hands in my hand and looked her in the eye, all the anger turned into tears. I sobbed for hours and she sat there, rubbing my back. That's when I saw. Growing up is also tearing down walls, it's also letting go of the anger.
-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The Flesh I Burned
i'm a simple girl: i see sunlight on the water, i find god
i know too much
achilles and patroclus
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“Don’t rub your eyes it leads to wrinkles and eye bags!!” you live in a world where you feel guilt over even the most microscopic of life’s pleasures and I will never want to join you there
all my werewolves are getting this quirk. karl barks if you will
i know kindness exists because i am kind
Sometimes I’m just minding my own business and my mind suddenly goes why wasn’t friendship as good as relationship why wasn’t it even better it was two people who remained together day by day bound not by sex or physical attraction or money or children or property but only by the shared agreement to keep going the mutual dedication to a union that could never be codified and I’m like fuck that’s so true
everything is so so significant to me how am i supposed to live
your friends love you, your brain is just mean