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normalfaerie · 17 days
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Sometimes, I despair that I’m worthless, especially when I bring misery to those who’ve showered me with care, concern and love. Does the weight of suffering you cause determine how unnecessary your existence is? Am I a person who’ll only hurt others? Am I simply this kind of person? My heart numbs at these thoughts.
I’m just an ordinary human being. No matter how hard I try, I am nothing more than an ordinary person. Because I’m ordinary, I end up hurting others or making them sad. We smile at each other at the same time as we hurt each other.
- welcome to the hyunam-dong bookshop
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normalfaerie · 21 days
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At one point I asked her if she believed there was magic in the world and she told me, “The world is magic, honeychild.” Maybe it is. I don’t know.
- the starless sea by erin morgenstern
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normalfaerie · 26 days
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In an alternate world, i am worrying about saving the diamond castle instead of stupid things like exams.
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normalfaerie · 28 days
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It's strange. I felt less lonely when I didn't know you.
Jean-Paul Sartre
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normalfaerie · 28 days
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“I must get my soul back from you; I am killing my flesh without it.”
— Sylvia Plath, from “The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath.”
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normalfaerie · 29 days
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no bare minimum, i want the moon and the stars. maybe even a planet at this point.
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normalfaerie · 1 month
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😶🥲😭😭😭
Sometimes I can't decide what's sadder.
The fact that every year gone is a year gone living a muggle life, while still waiting for a miracle letter to Hogwarts or the fact that even if I was a witch, I would probably never be able to cast myself a patronus.
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normalfaerie · 1 month
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why does the night have to be so beautiful? as i walk through the night, I remember what mitsutsuka said to me. “because at night, only half the world remains."
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normalfaerie · 1 month
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nothing just I'm currently in my "i wanna consume books like they're food, like they're oxygen, like I can't survive without words, like those stories are all that's keeping me alive, like they're physical shoulders for me to lean my head on, like i need to just travel and be somewhere else in my mind real bad" era
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normalfaerie · 1 month
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i cant think of the fact that humans send messages saying ’where are you? who are you?’ from earth to the giant and empty space all around us for too long because it makes me cry so hard and feel so human and lonely
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normalfaerie · 1 month
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thinking abt that one quote that’s like “you are a language i am no longer fluent in but still remember how to read” like how soul crushing is that… what the hell
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normalfaerie · 2 months
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When you’re young you just want to be older, and then later you wish you could go back to being a kid.
- before i fall by lauren oliver
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normalfaerie · 2 months
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Beautiful book dedications:
To the quiet girls with stories in their heads. To their dreams—and their nightmares.
- one dark window by Rachel Gillig
To anyone who’s ever felt lost in a wood. There is a strange sort of finding in losing.
- two twisted crowns by Rachel Gillig
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normalfaerie · 2 months
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not enough secret gardens and hidden passageways and bookshelves that open to a mysterious library these days. get working on that girls.
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normalfaerie · 2 months
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I hated the way he called me young sir, but the book fell open as he passed it to me and I couldn’t give it back. As soon as I saw the writing on the pages I understood: this was lots of pages all squashed together – like letters, lots of letters, only in a better box – and a story that went on and on.
- The binding by Bridget Collins
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normalfaerie · 2 months
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I recommend songs that make me feel, explain the entire plot of books that move my heart, narrate stories behind paintings that evoke something deep. Desperately, I try to explain myself through art. This is me. See me. Understand me. I don't have the words but someone else does.
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normalfaerie · 2 months
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I'm so deeply in love with life. I love when sunlight filters in through my bedroom windows. I love when I walk on grass. I love walking towards a friend and they meet me halfway. I love choosing an outfit for the day, taking a picture and sending it to my friends. I love doing my skincare. I love updating my friends about my life. I love cooking a meal and giving some to my brother. I love spending ten minutes everyday in my front yard looking at the plants that my mom grows. I love these little things so much. It's all so beautiful.
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