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too-much-imagination · 2 months
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I’m tired.
But I cannot stop studying. I just can’t.
I have to know as much as possible. I have to pass these exams with the highest grades.
I just have to.
Like I always do.
Because I always do.
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too-much-imagination · 4 months
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I was meant to be a lover.
But I’m so lonely now.
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too-much-imagination · 4 months
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It’s purely physical. I want to touch you. Want to feel you near me. I want to feel your warm against my skin. I want your hand all over my body.
Do I have to say anything more?
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too-much-imagination · 4 months
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Plan for next four months: study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study.
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Drink coffee and water, eat healthy, give up on sweets, work out every second day, do face masks and peelings, take care of my mental health.
And study study study.
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too-much-imagination · 5 months
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I want to love. I want to love someone so badly.
It’s not about being loved.
It’s about loving.
I want to be in love.
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too-much-imagination · 5 months
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There are no excuses. There’s only your laziness.
You can do it with a head ache, you can do it without that one certain book, you can do it no matter what.
But no, you chose to lie on your bed and scroll mindlessly on your phone.
Wake up, get up, focus, think for fuck’s sake.
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too-much-imagination · 5 months
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Wow, ok, this is weird.
I can’t stop thinking about it. About fingers touching. About that one brisk arm grab.
About the “Come closer because I feel like you think I’m sick or something”. (I laughed and told him not to worry. I did come closer.)
I can’t stop thinking about his eyes. And when they lighted up when I laughed while we were dancing.
I heard the rumours that he likes me. I’m still quite surprised.
But I remember something. I was at the party the other day and he was there, too. We were both a little drunk and excited and in this funny party mood. Yeah, I laughed at his jokes. Yes, I could tell there was some kind of weird chemistry between us. Yup, I touched his arm and I talked to him and all that.
But I wouldn’t say that he’s into me. But the things I’ve heard…
Now we’re going to dance together at the prom.
Wow, ok, this is weird.
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too-much-imagination · 5 months
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I need someone who will see me. I need someone who will see right through me.
I need someone that loves me passionately, intensely.
Most ardently.
I equally need someone who loves me slowly, patiently, sensually.
I dream of somebody being ready to be with me no matter what.
Somebody who would have gone with me to the end. Into the very fires of Mordor.
I don’t want a holiday fling, a weird and awkward feeling, a casual and basic relationship.
I want love. And by love I mean loyalty, courage, understanding. By love I mean smile, laughter and a warm hand on my shoulder. I want commitment, devotion.
I need the purest affection. The most genuine feeling.
One more thing…
I desperately need somebody to give all of that to. Because my heart is prepared. Waiting.
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too-much-imagination · 5 months
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too-much-imagination · 5 months
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I have to study. I have to play the piano. I have to read. I have to write. I have to think.
I have to be better, better, better, better, better, better, better, better, better, better, better, better, better, better, better, better, better, better, better.
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too-much-imagination · 5 months
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I’ve just realised that if you really care about someone you wish that person the best. You’re glad that they’re happy in an other relationship. You don’t have a grudge against them. You’re happy that they’re happy even if you’re not the source of this joy. You’re glad that they smile even if they’re looking into someone else’s eyes.
You can sometimes feel pain, ache in your chest because of that. But what important is that you care about the wellbeing of that person - despite that you’re not the reason why they’re happy.
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too-much-imagination · 6 months
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This is how I’ve been looking since Monday and how I’ll look for the next three days. I’m panicking slightly.
Please, let me be better than ever on all of these tests.
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too-much-imagination · 6 months
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I’m so tired.
I can’t help crying.
It takes too much effort.
I just let tears run through my face.
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too-much-imagination · 6 months
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I’ve read something about love language and I wondered what is my love language?
And then I realised that it isn’t touch, it isn’t a word, it isn’t remembering all the small things about the other person.
My love language are eyes. Looks, glances, stares. And smiles. Of course, smile and laugh of The Person can make me weak at once.
When I like someone, maybe even love them, I look at them straight in the eyes and don’t want to stop.
When I like someone I smile at them and want to talk to them. I don’t hate them like everyone else.
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too-much-imagination · 6 months
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I love it that today at this old bookshop I asked the man working there if there are any note sheets for piano. There weren’t any but I bought a book about Chopin. I know it isn’t a lot but I’m happy I gave someone a little bit of my vibe and aesthetic. It’s so satisfying and… relieving. Yeah, it’s relieving to share a bit of yourself with another human. Even if it’s a stranger and you’ll never see them again.
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too-much-imagination · 6 months
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It was awesome despite the rain. I hate being rushed and my parents did that a lot but it was alright. The beauty of the city and the atmosphere was calming me down.
Here are some photos from today. I didn’t take any pictures at the second-hand bookshop because I was charmed by all those books and old dark furniture. And I did buy a book.
Hope you have a nice day.
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too-much-imagination · 6 months
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We’re going to the city today. It’s going to be raining all day. I’m gonna dress all in black. And it’s autumn.
What a shame there’s no one to take secret photos of me and then show me them with sparkly eyes and smile on their face.
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