[patrickat]

Me, using PC: There’s nothing interesting on the big Internet.

Me, picking up phone: Let’s see what’s on the tiny Internet.

[luthienne]

one of my greatest sorrows in life is tiny notebooks. i love them and yet they torment me. they are so cute and yet so useless. you can carry them everywhere but at what cost. your hand will always fall off the edge and it will always feel like you’re writing at the bottom of the page

[queenofthebabies]

the reality of you destroyed my fantasy of you and yet still, somehow i miss the version of you i created

what a waste of time it was to hope for fact to find my fiction like a master of decryption

i am not magnificent! i cannot get what i want! !!!!!!!! :(

[neurofish]

it’d be cool if i could…………………function

[bpdirt]

i want to get better but being a mess is my entire identity

[queenofthebabies]

a summary of the yearbook

[hoe4byron]

sorry bro can't go out tonight. i'm stuck in an eternal state of melancholy

[queenofthebabies]

i watch you on my smart phone

that’s not very smart though

[queenofthebabies]

Over the hills of my mind

There is a place that I hide

Where nobody can make me cry

And nothing that’s good ever dies

Inside the fields of my mind

All of the people are kind

None of the oceans have tides

And nothing that’s good ever dies

[jumex]

pasta is an antidepressant

[sophism]

do you hate kendall jenner or is it your internalised misogyny making you hate a thin, beautiful model for no reason other than the fact she's a model?

i hate kendall jenner

[queenofthebabies]

my mind is full of you

[anxietyproblem]

[queenofthebabies]

beep boop

[queenofthebabies]

if i could pay my way in sadness, i’d be living in a mansion

and my friends would all be asking me: “how the fuck did it happen?”

you see; i’m the global metaphor for crying on the bedroom floor

i personify the awful feelings you ignore… i’m bored, and oh!

would you look at that? i’m doing drugs again, but hey

it’s like what i said yesterday: “today i’m gonna change”

if you could grow a tree by turning over new leaves

then the forest i could grow would cool the world by five degrees

[queenofthebabies]

Life was simpler lying on your rooftop looking up at the world.

who is this

[vaporeon]

[queenofthebabies]

i thought to give this to you like a parting gift but then why? and are words pretty enough to you? i think the world of them and these are some of my most significant ones. i’m the writer, but you’re the poem. you’re the window on the train back home. i look at life, but only ever through you; thinking of how i’d rather not think and then maybe even unthink the things i’ve already thought. i’d unthink myself if i thought you’d miss me. i’d change the shape of my mouth if i thought you’d kiss me. i was hoping somehow we’d end up together; outside past midnight and smoking cigarettes. the wallpaper inside my brain is decorated with your face. i’m lonely for you only and i’m trying to convince you that i’m something you could love.