Time flows in strange ways on Sundays.”
"Sunday was like a misshapen moon that
showed only its dark side.
Anonymous: who do you talk to/friends with on tumblr
Nobody. But I occasionally send Frank Ocean on Tumblr asks.. more than occasionally.
Anonymous: is that you in your icon so pretty T__T
Yes.. and oh.. wow, thank you!!!
I remember them clearly. Those silent moments I had with you.
I remember them more than the loveliest words you’ve ever told me.
April is the cruelest month, breeding
lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
memory and desire, stirring
dull roots with spring rain.
20 April (0:53)
the best often die by their own hand
just to get away,
and those left behind
can never quite understand
would ever want to
19 April (21:45)
With everything that has happened to you, you can either feel sorry for yourself or treat what has happened as a gift. Everything is either an opportunity to grow or an obstacle to keep you from growing. You get to choose.