“I tried to distract myself from my thoughts, but instead, i felt lonely. i found myself yearning for trees, leaves, ground, and water. they became so dear to me. i wanted to hug them and just forget everything else.”
august in the water (1995)
This (@omaxy ) is a fake blog and steal content of people from here n there even erase their watermark n post on their own blog mainly stealing from @melancholiacs rn
Plz report them.
@museify this dog is stealing my posts and posting them on his blog. Plz report
These blogs are stealing posts n pictures from another small blogs and posting them on their own blogs for likes n attention. Plz report them.
Honorable mention of blogs who supporting them shamelessly —
@wordx @dumblr @sadmates (these all 6 blogs might belong to all one person )
When you love someone, truly love them, you lay your heart open to them. You give them a part of yourself that you give to no one else, and you let them inside a part of you that only they can hurt-you literally hand them the razor with a map of where to cut deepest and most painfully on your heart and soul. And when they do strike, it’s crippling-like having your heart carved out.
—Sherrilyn Kenyon
the last of us (2025)
Art By: @alt3r4ti0n
By: dolorsilentium
This is a fake blog and steal content of people from here n there even erase their watermark n post on their own blog mainly stealing from @melancholiacs rn
Plz report @omaxy
@omaxy as soon as @melancholiacs post : its stealinnnng time
This (@omaxy ) is a fake blog and steal content of people from here n there even erase their watermark n post on their own blog mainly stealing from @melancholiacs rn
Plz report them
i want you to read me like a book, turn each page delicately in your hunger to know me more and more. gonna melt your barriers with each word im whispering silently. i want to make you tremble as you enter my realm, deeper and deeper being fully intoxicating with my presence. to make you feel me under your skin with each word you’re reading, forgetting everything you’ve ever known for that moment, letting yourself be taken away into my mind, as a river claiming its prisoner. you can’t fight it now but god, you wouldn’t even dream of escaping now.
so now you belong to me. entirely. wholeheartedly.