Latest Posts by ocean-9 - Page 4
I like go to the gym, dont cure my depression but makes me happy a little while.
♡Michael Anderson♡
and will you still want me when i’m nothing new?
"She's becoming what she feared most: a ghost."
Calling all writers
reblog with your favorite line you’ve written (up to three (3) sentences)
tag your mutuals
ps: this is the one post where i give absolutely no fucks who reblogs, just please keep it SFW for the minors (including myself and most of my mutuals <3)
tags- @wrenqueenisboss @nightmarefox15 @mcyt-sh1t @rowanndoesntwrite @blexmar @lucios-spouse @nonsensicallynarnian @97c1a9 @anika-thestollsister and if i accidentally tagged you and you aren’t a writer rb it anyway tyyy
“The problem is not the problem. The problem is the incredible amount of over-thinking you’re doing with the problem. Let it go and be free.”
— Unknown
"Eu também escolheria ela.
Ela é mais engraçada, inteligente e bonita.
Não sei porque ainda achei que eu seria uma opção para você."
A cada dia o suicídio vem se tornando (novamente) uma opção. Me vejo procurando razões para ficar, mas só encontro para ir.
Nunca me senti tão sozinha como ultimamente.
...I felt so loose in my skin that had anyone given me a shake I would have fallen out of it altogether.
Franz Kafka, Letters to Felice
All time ever does is pass
and all you ever do is remember.
things are coming together for my paper, and it’s exhausting, it’s satisfying, it’s exciting
By MikkoLagerstedt
Quando se trata de você, meu complexo de salvador é maior do que o amor próprio.
E eu odeio isso.
Seria interessante se signos realmente existissem.
Mango is in his happy place Source: maedchen_tanz on catpictures.
FOFOS
you know what, I’m not done posting about baby bats!!!
here is a fact for you: rescued baby bats are regularly given little blankets and swaddled up like itty bitty bat burritos! this is a whole Thing
Oh, and sometimes they get tiny pillows!
And they get fed out of teensy baby bottles!
They are even given mini bat pacifiers to nurse on 💕
in conclusion, here is a baby bat yawning:
BABY BATS!!!
theyre out at night || commissions
she’s going as a witch for halloween ☁️✨🔮
Ciao, Elena
Adeus verão, adeus Elena, adeus Lila, adeus Lenu. É outono e há outro livro para ler.
Pintura de Lynette Yiadom Boakye.
“Jamais amaríamos tanto a Terra se não passássemos a infância nela, se não fosse a Terra onde desabrocham, a cada primavera, as mesmas flores que colhíamos com nossos dedos minúsculos (…) Que novidade vale essa doce monotonia onde tudo é conhecido e amado por ser conhecido?”
George Eliot