Nocturne

I think one of the hardest things in life is truly grasping that other people are just as real as you. not characters in your story, not lessons, not stepping stones or mirrors. Just real, with inner worlds as deep, hopes as loud, and hearts as breakable as yours.

Scatter some blushes on the sidewalk and boom, you can kidnap me mid-swipe like it’s a Sephora-sponsored abduction.

Okay but what the hell is"bye"? "Valar Morghulis" bro.

me romanticizing a morally gray man with a tragic past in my books. Also me when I see men In real life:

I workout at the gym like I’m training for the apocalypse, Then my diet is like I’ve already lost.

Guys I found my favorite way of calling people unbearable; "Pop-psychology version of Sylvia Plath."

خیلی حس بامزه‌ایه وقتی داری کتابت رو ورق می‌زنی و به جمله‌هایی که توی پینترست ازش دیدی می‌رسی.

Halsey and Amy lee eventually released a song together. I think you could say I’m on cloud nine?! This is my life soundtrack now, No cap.

sometimes I look at people and feel sad, not for who they are, but for who they could be if someone just handed them a little beauty, a little warmth, a little unfiltered joy. i want to flood them with light, with laughter that cracks through the heaviness, with the kind of love that doesn’t come with conditions or explanations. and it hurts; deeply, quietly…, that we’re so often strangers in each other’s lives, fumbling to say “I see you” in languages too fragile to hold the weight..

she’s a 10/10, but when she says “i forgot,” what she really means is she locked it in a vault, buried it six feet under a moonlit garden, planted peonies on top, and left it there like a tragic subplot she refuses to revisit.

نظریه‌ی نامحبوب: تو از عکس‌هایی که یکی ازت می‌گیره می‌تونی متوجه بشی دوستت داره یا نه.