Claire Keane

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“Maybe I’ll see you in another life, if this one wasn’t enough.”
— Florence + the Machine / How Big, How Blue, How Beautiful
A concept:
Polaroid pics of us having sex.
this user has polycystic ovary syndrome
i’ll think about it
You’re Still Mine - s.h
i’m just constantly thinking about you and i wish you were thinking of me too. i wonder if i ever cross your mind late at night or early in the morning or when you’re around other people or even alone. i don’t know why or how but i think i fell a little too hard for you.
c / days are longer without you
Literally art would be nothing without nuanced homoerotic subtext and gay film hobbyists repressed enough to unearth it
Feelings I wish went away pt2
“6 months after our breakup, she messaged me. She said, “I know these winter days get you down, and they make you feel cold. Just remember that loving you, and being loved by you, will always be the warmest feeling I’ll ever have.””
— //“I didn’t have the words to respond. Maybe I still couldn’t. So I just left her there, again, like I’ve always done. And she stuck around, like she has always done, for nothing.”
homeless.
i promised myself to never again
allow the arms of someone else become my sanctuary,
the taste of someone's tongue become my heaven,
the kind words of another to be my anchor,
the touch of their hands to turn into safety.
i promised myself to never let another's name, face, touch, smell to become my home.
and yet again,
i have become homeless.
7.15.19