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kenmcdaniel · 6 hours ago
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The more I silent my mind, the more my heart speaks to me!
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unknown-earthquake · 7 hours ago
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That's the thing right?
She questioned herself taking a drag from her cigarette.
People have grown comfortable to act on their mind, while the heart is left abandoned.
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jamesmcinerneyofficial · 8 hours ago
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'Different frequencies' - James McInerney. Poet & Author of ‘Bloom’, ‘In between the lines’, ‘Red’, ‘The Pieces that Collide’ & ‘Everything I Write is About You’ OUT NOW on Amazon/Kindle. 
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icarusdiary · 11 hours ago
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Have you ever stared into someone's eyes,
And felt like,
They have that spark,
That could set your soul ablaze ?
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soulwr1ter · 13 hours ago
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I am looking through cracked glass knowing without a doubt that every single one of those cracks will expand.
-J.Wool, Thoughts Aloud
All writing belongs to me.
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londonsjournal · 14 hours ago
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“Okay good,” he answered but it seemed like he wanted to say something else. He opened his mouth, closed it again and frowned. I’ll never know what he wanted to say in that moment and maybe he didn’t know either. There was so much between us that was impossible to put into words. There were so many feelings that we could only convey with a look or a touch or a smile because sometimes words just aren’t enough. Sometimes we need something more.
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jamesmcinerneyofficial · 16 hours ago
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"I’m letting you go!" - James McInerney. Poet & Author of ‘Bloom’, ‘In between the lines’, ‘Red’, ‘The Pieces that Collide’ & ‘Everything I Write is About You’ OUT NOW on Amazon/Kindle. 
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def26 · 18 hours ago
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Alam mo kung ano ang pinakamasakit?
Yung part na pinaglalaban mo siya pero
matagal na pala siyang bumitaw...
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I know I am not an easy soul to be with. I feel things way more than they should be felt. I think things more than they should be thought about. And I break into pieces which are difficult to count. But even if you are not there in any of these times ; just for once say to me " even if I come late doesn't matter ,we will pick all the pieces together and put them in places they belong to".
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lachkegeetanjali · a day ago
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Daisy Daily 13
Day 13 - A quote for today.
"Creating is difficult but when you are happy through the process the results turn out to be good too!"
Do reblog if you like this one,
Thank you for reading!
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"You are not the sea!" - James McInerney. Poet & Author of ‘Bloom’, ‘In between the lines’, ‘Red’, ‘The Pieces that Collide’ & ‘Everything I Write is About You’ OUT NOW on Amazon/Kindle. 
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cuntcuntessalives · a day ago
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Me to myself:
Even if you think you aren’t capable of change, just know that you are. If you’ve been hurting for awhile now, you can still heal. If you think you are not worthy of love, you are.
Things will happen for you. Your path is already paved.
Start walking.
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sixsixtysixinkblots · a day ago
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I remember that till the 12th grade, I was too ashamed to smile for the camera when it was too close to my face because my face looks too big when my hair is pulled away from it. I wanted cheeks that were less full, no bags under my eyes, no gross mustache, more hair on my balding head, good teeth and a nose that was not bent. I wanted to be thin. I realized much later that I did not want any of those things, I just knew that other people liked to see those things and I really wanted to be liked by those other people. That was the first level. Similarly in the second level, just like a few years back I would have preferred a less mainstream caption, something passive agressive, something less like everybody else, something funny, something catchy, eager to have my intelligence noticed and appreciated. It takes time to understand that how people talk and what people say in society when they do is subject to that same social pressure which creates these unhealthy beauty ideals. They want people to always notice how much more intuitive, how much more succesfull, how much more intelligent they are than other people. It is like a manic desire in an entire crowd to stand out of the crowd. I was not born to impress people with my beauty OR my intelligence OR my smartness. In fact i was not born to impress people at all. My intelligence just has to be enough to help me survive while beauty does not exist. Therefore I have come to the conclusion that the purpose of my existence is moderated hedonism and this moderation only limits my hedonism so as not to cause harm to others willfully while pleasing myself. This moderation too is a part of pleasing myself because harming others may lead to others wishing to harm me back or unpleasant dealings with the law. Therefore the whole idea of everything being done to please myself remains constant.
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thewaitingluna · a day ago
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I’ve changed so much that I barely recognised myself.
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icarusdiary · a day ago
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There are those who speak with their mouths,
And there are those who speak with their brains,
But the beauty lies on those whose hearts scream so loud,
That the rest of their body has no other option than to follow it's lead.
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"You will never walk alone." - James McInerney. Poet & Author of ‘Bloom’, ‘In between the lines’, ‘Red’, ‘The Pieces that Collide’ & ‘Everything I Write is About You’ OUT NOW on Amazon/Kindle.
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