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Aw I miss seeing you boogie, white socks.
Send love and light and let you go again
a bad habit of mine: eating in bed
a pet peeve of mine: crumbs under my butt
I think I’m arriving at the beginning of the end
Sunshine on a rainy day: thinking about a belly laugh with my brother at a jump scare
I often feel there is nothing more tender then a yawn
I’d consider killing myself after my parents die
I have to check with brother
Where’s my letterboxd for the damn tv shows I watch. Where am I supposed to document this??? And be able to calculate why I feel I never have enough time???
I stay awake because I get so nervous I’m gonna lose the momentum I feel
I should go to bed now?????? Ughhhhh I only just started feeling alive
Ughhhh I just felt the first shred of joy today
(2:41am Chloé, awake for over 48hrs)
You wouldn’t believe the places a sesame seed can end up
Now I am feeling resentful
I feel as if you are not recognizing me for me and making this relationship about you
Fine
There sometimes is no safer feeling than asking to be held at 6:45am because you’ve been tossing all night
I am held by someone
And I feel tender
Unfurling your defenseless sleepy limbs
…go fuck yourself
Random venture: modern day private confessional booths
It would satiate my love for observing people and why they do the things they do, my religious background (whether beneficial or ironic), my love for install, user experience, anthropology, human conversations about true deep gut things
And a hunger for analog experiences that I see growing and growing, the ability to be heard, a moment to breathe deep, a moment to atleast know you’re not alone
I get by on being as generous as I can manage whilst taking everything I need
Maybe love is catching up on your messages on the toilet, door wide open, while your lover packs for his trip to New Orleans
I’m feeling incredibly burdened for all the people in my life that I love