M,

the intensity of my feelings for you is indescribable, incomprehensible. it is not mundane, it is heavenly.

had our paths not crossed, i often wonder the life i would be leading, having. you remind me of every best and worst things that have happened to me.

two years, TWO YEARS! have i been attempting to let my feelings go and seek for shelter in someone’s heart. and THAT maybe the best possible definition of impossible.

you hurt me, you ripped me apart, you shattered me into pieces.

yet the number of times youve put and glued me back together will be the only one my heart holds dear. the remnants will flee as time passes.

to keep it simply, you give me the time of my life.

always yours,

P

it all started the night you asked me the number of my jersey

making me all flustered, butterflies’ resurrection;

you gave me the night my heart has been yearning for

the night i experience butterflies’ ressurection.

entangled, perplexed. elated, hopeful.

you bred such words that resurrect the butterflies in my stomach;

you are a home, a blessing to me in disguise

the person who resurrects the butterflies in my stomach.

i would sell my soul if i could recall the night you came

to undo everything, to erase the mark.

to make everything right.

i crave to hate you, i really do.

but tell me how could a person hate the only one they love in this universe,

the person who makes you feel seen and alive.

if waiting forever isn’t enough,

maybe in our next lives

we’ll meet in the right place at the right time.

wishing you the best in everything. adios.

- [ ]

this was taken the night you came

when i was sick

you showed me love and care

everything my heart has ever wanted

everything my heart has ever longed for

i would give anything to live in that moment again

when our hands intertwined and our eyes collided

i hope you are doing well

i shared our tale with my classmates today. excluding the details; emphatic on the feeling of euphoria. the moments, though vague, they came out the right way i suppose.

the longing never ceases.

if, and only if, you want or need me to go, please do let me know yourself. for i, as a mere human, would never acquire the ability to do that for as long as the moon shall endure.

for you. to you.

jason,

i cannot thank the universe enough

for letting our paths cross;

for you make me feel enough.

i do blame fate for not letting us meet sooner

only because i want to have loved you longer;

you give me the time of my life.

not even a month has passed

since ‘we’ get to know each other;

you own my eyes, heart and my

everything since 'astronomy’.

ever since you came into my life

the butterflies have come back home;

i have never felt happier.

jason, please linger a little longer.

please dont leave anytime soon..

you won’t will you?

[lesbianherstorian]

butch criminals “johnny” and “scotty” who drew national coverage for their car theft, discovered after being picked up for lacking driver’s licenses. article from the arizona republic, august 1949

[perfectquote]

“Never ignore a person who loves you, cares for you, and misses you. Because one day, you might wake up from your sleep and realize that you lost the moon while counting the stars.”

— Nico Lang

[rainbow-scarf]

In case anyone needs to hear this, the average person does not wake up every day in pain. The average person does not feel like they have the flu every day of their life, and if you, like me, feel sick 24/7 you in fact have a chronic illness. If your doctor is dismissive of your suffering, keep finding doctors and pushing for tests until you get something. It's exhausting and expensive but you deserve whatever comfort is possible for you and your illness

It's jarring to realize your baseline is most people's "sick" but that just makes it all the more important for you to rest and be gentle with your body. You aren't being lazy, you aren't faking your pain. Your disability is real, and you deserve to take care of yourself and make things easier for yourself regardless if you feel like you've "earned" it or if you think it "isn't that bad."

If you are struggling, I see you and I care you so much

[tonysopranobignaturals-deactiva]

i'm convinced this is an ad for every product in existence

[petrichara]

‘Friendship plants itself as a small unobtrusive seed; over time, it grows thick roots that wrap around your heart. When a love affair ends, the tree is torn out quickly, the operation painful but clean. Friendship withers quietly, there is always hope of revival. Only after time has passed do you recognise that it is dead, and you are left, for years afterwards, pulling dry brown fibres from your chest.’

-Anna Lyndsey, Girl in the Dark