letters from my trashy camera

• sehla @burntcamerarolls

[burntcamerarolls]

how to write again like i used to write when i was at my worst. tips and tricks are appreciated, thanks.

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

“I fantasise about rejecting the apologies that i know will never come.”

[weltonboys]

what is a ghost?

ghost eaters - clay mcleod chapman / stranger in the alps (2017) / war of the foxes - richard siken / summer sons - lee mandelo / yellowjackets (2021) / right where you left me - taylor swift / ghost eaters - clay mcleod chapman / ghost (1990) / haunting of hill house (2018)

[burntcamerarolls]

the sexual tension between trying to be healthy and letting out the demons inside your head take over for poetic purposes.

[burntcamerarolls]

shout out to all those fake people who got what they wanted at the expense of my fucking mental health

[burntcamerarolls]

It's my 2 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

[burntcamerarolls]

mostly i think i would write how you light a cigarette and carry the world on your lips and maybe i would write about the picture we paint under the stars; just two people sitting across each other who will part ways but time cease to exist on that terrace and the only things that mattered were the sky over their heads, the song that was on replay, his hand brushing a strand of hair away from her face and her constant 'what?' because she couldn't figure out why a beautiful boy would look at her like that.

[missinyouiskillingme]

Sometimes, being hurt too many times, doesn’t make you stronger, it destroy who you were, who you wanted to be and makes who you are today.

— Rafael Prado

[burntcamerarolls]

me playing it cool is me wishing you weren't a passing day dream i had in april.

[burntcamerarolls]

if i were to write about you, i would write about the time i had to chase you around the streets because your energy was too loud; and it was only the first time we met. if i were to write about you, i would write about how you picked me up and held me in your arms when the moon was directly over us. if i were to write about you, i would write about every dance we had in my terrace not caring how cold or uncomfortable it was. if i were to write about you, i would write about how soft your hair and your smile is, how flustered you get and how easily we connected. i would write about every kiss we had and every time you made me laugh. i would write about the way you make me feel like an excited kid and the way you wrote about me. i honestly cannot choose what to write about or whether i even should. maybe you were just a passing dream i had during april, or maybe just maybe when i look up at the faint blue sky and see a full moon, i want to think of you.

[artofdyingslowly]

okay but when Madeline Miller said “I would know him in death, at the end of the world” and when she said “when he died, all thing soft and beautiful and bright would be buried with him” and when she said “i am made of memories” and when she said “i feel like i could eat the world raw” and when she said “he is half my soul, as the poets say” and when she said “this and this and this” and when-

[filtercoffeeonsteroids]

why do I relate to every line

[burntcamerarolls]

guys i swear it's just a phase-

*constantly simps over him

[burntcamerarolls]

on my way to romanticize: the city i almost call home, every person i meet who i fall in love just a little, absolutely everything about church street, grocery runs with my roomate, a cigarette for each del rey song, stolen kisses under yellow lights and pale blue sky, recreating our school corridor walks with my best friend everywhere we go, metro rides and last august, songs i screamed to and playlists i cried to,

and the train ride back home, catching up with my siblings god bless their hearts, ghar ka khaana, parents falling in love all over again, suddenly remembering to keep up with my journal, car ride back to erumely; the 'haunted house' in the middle of the forest.

[stylecouncil]

no see the thing is I think he has a point

[burntcamerarolls]

i would give anything to go back to july and august of 2022, everything was new and pretty, there was no confusion or chaos, or the sense of impending doom.

[burntcamerarolls]

i have a new crush i wanna crawl and die now

[burntcamerarolls]

nvm my old crush is back