the only three friends I have are much too busy for me if anyone feels like chatting for a bit PLEASE REACH OUT
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the only three friends I have are much too busy for me if anyone feels like chatting for a bit PLEASE REACH OUT
the temporary nature of feelings is the most bittersweet gift god ever gave us
i think that human connection is such a blessing despite how temporary it can be. whatever happened or will happen to us is a fact of our existence, i am just grateful to have crossed paths with you and to have meant something to you somewhere somehow
The Graphic, England, February 26, 1927 Image © The British Library Board. All Rights Reserved.
so much of making art is just having the confidence to feel embarrassed and I wish people talked about that more
I haven’t done any assignments in weeks and now its too overwhelming to consider doing any of them
In my Eras era. 💅
i’ve learned
to keep the past
in boxes.
i let them pile up
in my mind,
memories too painful
to sift through,
but too sacred
to throw out.
most of the boxes
are filled with you.
koko.poetry
I go on Tumblr twice a day and scroll through my silly little feed, and get really excited whenever I've gotten any silly little notes and then I close my laptop and rot for another few hours.
due to personal reasons I will be cryptically posting about the guy I like as if I'm a 13 year old again
Doom and gloom
Alone in this room
They're looking for me
But I'm looking for you
Where are you now?
You didn't say good bye
I don't understand how
And I'll never know why
The Bystander, England, March 15, 1922
me too
is that a penis in your pocket or is it something other than that
I want every flaw you’re willing to give me
I want to show you how to love them
the way I always have.
I want you to watch me adoring you
and I’d like it if you took notes
follow suit, if you can.
I’ve been nothing but a wretch
in all the time you’ve known me
and yet, here we are.
Anyway, I’m bad at endings,
perhaps you’ll read this.
or not.
It’ll be here anyway.