Dream Jobs :

She loved all beautiful things. She loved nature, music, poetry. That was her whole existence.

Dear diary...

I wish I had the words to express the amount of pain I'm currently in.

Therapy? You mean holding hands, receiving love letters, buying books, watching full moon, getting tiny drops of rain splashed on your face, forehead kisses, reading while sitting on the library floor and pretending to be the main character.

...and then there was you.

jungkook having fun with the mustache

i sit in the sun. i drink tea. i recieve a message from my friend. i read a book. i take a walk. i fall in love with life a little bit.

“You cannot make everyone think and feel as deeply as you do. This is your tragedy … because you understand them, and they do not understand you.”

— Daniel Saint

Nobody asked this, but... I love a cottagecore life.

Sadia Hakim

“And perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone. [...] When he died, all things soft and beautiful and bright would be buried with him.”  🩸

“In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood like a hundred golden urns pouring out of the sun.” 🌻

Two souls, reunited.

(quotes from Madelline Miller's The Song Of Achilles)