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stormsandrainbows · 1 month
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i haven't written here for a while, but reading these make me smile. they make me remember the carefree days that are long gone, but i can't cease to remember.
i don't miss the old me  i don't miss the crybaby i used to be but i missed the projects we used to do before i started discovering the new you.
when the world gets confuddled and we all struggle to understand the past is what keeps me sane; even if i tell myself i know i have to move on.
wrote this quite some time ago, but i still tear up whenever i revisit
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stormsandrainbows · 2 months
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we see stuff like "their broken leg hurting doesn't mean your sprained ankle doesn't" all the time on instagram and twitter and tumblr
but does it really-
i feel so deeply that it cuts straight to the bone but then at the same time,
when we all feel such different measures of pain i really just feel like i don't deserve to complain about the miniscule things i feel when i see people going through so much more
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stormsandrainbows · 2 months
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I know how everyday I drink my memories
I know how toxic it is to me
I drink to not see tomorrow
Or my sorrow
And yet again I take one more sip
Poison only tastes like poison until you have swallowed it
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stormsandrainbows · 2 months
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drowning in a 10-meter sea is the same as drowning in a 100-meter ocean don't let anyone invalidate you or your struggles
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stormsandrainbows · 2 months
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it all feels like it shouldn't have happened
Why can't I let the memories go?
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stormsandrainbows · 2 months
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when i'm "jealous" and everyone looks at me weird does that mean i can't be because i always have to be that perfect true genuine person, and so suddenly i can't feel anything but it's fucking painful because i'm just always the displaced friend and i'm not your "main", not the first one you look for in a crowded room and it hurts me so much but you will never know, because i can't bear the thought of hurting you with my own stupid words
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stormsandrainbows · 2 months
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i think the days melting into nights and the flowers wilting; bare branches bearing no fruit are the signs of us growing up but we never know when we see the last cherry blossom fall - and then it all slips away and we can't grasp it anymore...
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stormsandrainbows · 2 months
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don't say you love me until the sky turns black and we whisper in caverns of dark promises i'll never forget - because it was really just a goddamn stupid lie
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stormsandrainbows · 2 months
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are we not just empty shells at the beginning of life and every other part is what we fall in love with in others?
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stormsandrainbows · 2 months
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sometimes i just sit stare at the stars and hope somewhere out there you look up at the sky and think of me
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