melt into a grey blooming narcissus

dopeshyt:

Be careful who you open up to, only a few people actually care the rest are just curious

I really can’t picture anyone at all having a crush on me. I can’t picture anyone daydreaming about me. I can’t picture someone thinking about me when they’re lay in bed before they fall asleep. I can’t picture anyone telling their friends about me. I can’t picture anyone getting butterflies because I hugged them, or even just because I made eye contact with them. I can’t picture someone smiling because my name lit up their phone or their computer screen. I just can’t.

(via nessa-elanesse)

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eiknarf:

i have learned that some of the nicest people you’ll ever meet are those who have suffered a traumatic event or loss.. i admire them for their strength, but most especially for their life gratitude - a gift often taken for granted by the average person in society.

when the client has the scent of your grandmother….

….who’s been dead for years

flour powdered walls whitening the room
hiding from changing beneath thin layer of mood

—inspired by el manana - gorillaz