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“Love is more than three words mumbled before bedtime. Love is sustained by action, a pattern of devotion in things we do for each other every day.”
— Nicholas Sparks
The farmhouse doesn’t really have space for a full grand piano, but Elliott is a man who is happy no matter the scale of the gesture. It is good to have music ring out over The Orchard now and then.
actually the only games that make you a real gamer are animal crossing and stardew valley. everything else sucks
Trying to stay calm while reading all the news in the trainwreck of the first week of 2021 like
some doodles I did back in september 2020.
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i am so annoying but also VERY... beautiful
Roman Baths, Bath, UK / December 2019
Somehow,
When I looked into his eyes I,
I never thought that someone
could ever have such strange ways.
The pigment, the softness, sternness.
They made up a color I couldn't have.
They were hurt, yet longing for ambition.
Or maybe success or love.
Perhaps I will never get to know what
he saw; if he saw my eyes the same
as I saw my own or his.
With the frackles or dark turns of light.
But somehow, when I looked at his,
the mystery was beautiful in a way
I cannot explain properly.
k.s
As I wrote in my journal tonight, I saw I have had it for almost a year(may 14th). And I read all of my entries and highlighted things. Things I felt, wanted to remember and entries that were around important dates. There's people in there that I don't even really talk to anymore. And its bittersweet. I miss having friends, but I'm happy. So why am I still in this haze? I miss talking loud and being dared to do silly things and go around the dark small town. But it all seems like a dream- like.. I didn't even do those things! I read them out of a book and I see dim pictures of what it might've looked like, but that's my memory in action. I wish it felt real. I wish I felt real.
k.s may 2. 2020
[p.s I'm never been diagnosed w anything, but I tagged derealization bcz it seems fitting to how I feel.]
animal crossing is pretty great.
I feel like a vintage lo/fi playlist. A green screen filled with beautiful clips from anime or the simpsons, glossed with VHS overlays and soft fades to create that "N O S T A L G I A" feeling.
It's like I'm stuck in a loop of neverending movement, even though there's no where to go. Yet, they music playing through your ears that never gets old because it feels like an old friend hugging you that you miss or when you sit surrounded by nature and the spring breeze hits your face while you daydream about everything and nothing all at once.
It feels like hope and lust came together to talk about that one memory you had, drinking hot tea, laughing about how it's not real. But you have to realize reality keeps inching away from your grasp, as you fall in those dreams.
~k.s
as i sit in a park for a couple hours, i notice at least 20 teens and young adults walking, running or just sitting and enjoying the nature.
as i sit in a park listening to lo/hip hop, my allergies are raging but the bumble bee earlier is loving the pollen.
as i sit in a park i noticed beauty that i forget to knowledge and it's so beautiful.
~k.s