“There is the love that I love but don’t want to love, and I try to bleed it out so the love that I want but don’t want can die a tragic death. And as it lays dying, I’m touched with remorse, feel regret, and try to keep it beating. If it does, I panic and go through the cycle all over again. What do you call that except pure madness?“
a while has passed since i’ve posted on this account but lately i’ve been missing tumblr (i’m active on my personal accs tho) so i may start posting here again
i’m starting a new semester soon and i’m switching my minor from english to gender studies so you’ll be getting both study content and book content
so if you are a bookblr or a studyblr come say hi to me! especially my old mutuals, tell me what you’ve been up to!!
