"i wonder if you ever talk about missing me to anyone."

Thought process every morning
"People aren’t books, I’ve learned.
You can’t bookmark your favorite pieces
to return to whenever you’re feeling lonely;
when the nights get too cold and you
need something familiar to keep you warm,
you can’t reopen their spines and wear
out their pages and call that obsession love."
Pavana पवन (via monerekho)


Constantly thinking “wow, I’ve really internalized some toxic shit.”


Baby Elephant Being Comforted by a Human Friend


do you ever wonder if your followers ever talk about you outside of tumblr