Vladimir Nabokov, Letters to Véra
25 - bipolar I - she/her
I used to be a lot more fucked up
• URL was slit-wrists for years •
25 - bipolar I - she/her
I used to be a lot more fucked up
• URL was slit-wrists for years •
Vladimir Nabokov, Letters to Véra
The urge to aggressively grab her by the jaw and kiss her anytime
— The Truth the Dead Know, Anne Sexton
[text ID: It is June. I am tired of being brave.]
— The Door, Margaret Atwood
[text ID: Anyway my dearest one, / We still have the moon.]
yms1:
Tumblr still feels like my safe place after so many years
“We are afraid to care too much, for fear that the other person does not care at all.”— Eleanor Roosevelt
li4r:
just me and my weird little blog against the world
