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So much I want to say
But I’m not sure I can say it to anyone. I feel happier than ever at some points - no pressure, amazing boyfriend etc, but at others I feel so awful. I’m alway crying, I’m so sick of crying. I don’t want to blame people for how I feel anymore. It is not their fault, I can’t expect anyone to… I don’t know.
I push everyone away and I miss them. I hope they call.
I'm interested in gender and sexuality, anthropology, live music, maps, atlas' and globes, bird cages, tattoos, diary comics, erotica, walking on my own, feminism, vintage pots and crockery, WWI & WWII, occult, literature, stationery and the personal successes that make people who they are.
I use this tumblr to share things that make me gasp, make me laugh, make me cry or that I want to remember, that create emotion or are just damn pretty.
All of this is reproduced from things I have found on the web.
If they are my own I will state using (C) Astrild. Feel free to reblog these.
