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empire state of mind

[lowkeycrazybutsmart]

I want it all. The career. The love. The life.

[lowkeycrazybutsmart]

anyone know that feeling when life starts getting good so u lowk get scared

[lowkeycrazybutsmart]

nostalgia is my biggest opp. cant enjoy a single moment with my loved ones without thinking how much im going to miss this when they're gone. time is slipping like sand from my hands. life is cruel. we cant hold onto our loved ones forever. no matter how much we want to.

[syn4k]

i like the phrases "it's not for me," "it's not my thing," and "i'm not the target audience" because they're the most concise way to express "this thing that you enjoy has merits but idgaf about it" without being aggressive

[lowkeycrazybutsmart]

me im women

[aconissa]

Shirley Jackson, We Have Always Lived in the Castle Vincent van Gogh, Garden at Arles (1888)

[lowkeycrazybutsmart]

if winter comes, can spring be far behind?

[lowkeycrazybutsmart]

I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.

Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

[lowkeycrazybutsmart]

-Rudy Franciso

[lowkeycrazybutsmart]

I’m sorry. I killed a spider.

I trapped him under a cup and meant to slip some paper under,

take it outside and shake him off, free him.

but I forgot, got distracted.

and when I saw the cup days later.

I realized what I had done. I left it there for a month.

I didn’t want to see his balled, warped little carcass,

the consequence of my distraction, my laziness.

I don’t kill bugs. It makes me feel guilty.

just because I’m bigger doesn’t mean I should get the final say on a tiny life.

and when I forced myself to list the cup after a month

I expected to see him curled, dead on the counter,

but there was nothing there. So I turned it over

and saw a ghostly silver web woven in the lip of the cup.

and the spider, dead, on top of it.

I sat and cried on the kitchen floor.

in his last moments,

he tried to make a home of the darkness I gave him.

[lowkeycrazybutsmart]

childhood photos remind me of what it's like to exist without this inner dialogue that's constantly analysing and what i am or what it is to be alive in the "best" way. i just simply did it. i did the living and the being and the existing in this small unafraid body.

[lowkeycrazybutsmart]

Oppenheimer. Barbie.

[lowkeycrazybutsmart]

[lowkeycrazybutsmart]

no u dont understand i dont want the type of love you're talking about, i want the anuv jain, aditya rikhari, stephan sanchez songs kind of love.

[lowkeycrazybutsmart]

I am afraid of getting older. I am afraid of getting married. Spare me from cooking three meals a day—spare me from the relentless cage of routine and rote. I want to be free

[lowkeycrazybutsmart]

This dream isn't feeling sweet / we're reeling through the midnight streets

And I've never felt more alone / feels so scary getting old

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

You're trying not to tell him you love him, and you're trying to choke down the feeling, and you're trembling, but he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist, and you feel your heart taking root in your body, like you've discovered something you don't even have a name for.