Bazaar of Tashkent. Uzbekistan (2) (3) by Caspar Tromp
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Bazaar of Tashkent. Uzbekistan (2) (3) by Caspar Tromp
Manhattan, New York (1991)
went on a date
kissed someone after more than a year
happy to report that despite my fears, i haven’t actually forgotten how to kiss.
(it was very nice holding someone’s hand?)
First “i-miss-yous” were exchanged today (what!!!!!)
i fell asleep while talking to a last night and he didn’t hang up, just kept the phone call going and whispered i love you when he thought i was asleep. i’m gonna DIE
a & i spoke yesterday about how we’d like to be exclusive (what the fuck!!!!!!!!!!)
we’re dating now (??????????)
sometimes before sleeping, he’ll call me “jaan” and i lose all sense of reality. how am i supposed to respond to his voice dripping with love as if it’s the most normal thing on this planet to call someone “jaan”?!!!! i may end up crying one day!!!!!
a wrote about the days leading up to our first date in his journal. and our first date. and his excitement for the date. i can’t believe my luck.
2.5 years with this fool? nobody told me love could feel so easy, that it could just be a part of my everyday. insane. i love this guy.
guess who broke up after 3.2 years!!!!! me!!!!!
I’m just built different (needy)
Erika Stearly
being in your 20s is thinking that you're finally getting your life together and then suddenly you take three steps back
Vivienne Westwood lighters
ok. enough suffering now. i am seeking out delight
So much time has gone by, I didn’t know how much I would change
pt 2 & pt 1 of my quilted curtain commissions
we diagnose you with a creeping sense of alienation forever. incurable
born to always mourn the present like it’s already become a memory
went on a date
kissed someone after more than a year
happy to report that despite my fears, i haven’t actually forgotten how to kiss.
(it was very nice holding someone’s hand?)
First “i-miss-yous” were exchanged today (what!!!!!)
i fell asleep while talking to a last night and he didn’t hang up, just kept the phone call going and whispered i love you when he thought i was asleep. i’m gonna DIE
a & i spoke yesterday about how we’d like to be exclusive (what the fuck!!!!!!!!!!)
we’re dating now (??????????)
sometimes before sleeping, he’ll call me “jaan” and i lose all sense of reality. how am i supposed to respond to his voice dripping with love as if it’s the most normal thing on this planet to call someone “jaan”?!!!! i may end up crying one day!!!!!
a wrote about the days leading up to our first date in his journal. and our first date. and his excitement for the date. i can’t believe my luck.
2.5 years with this fool? nobody told me love could feel so easy, that it could just be a part of my everyday. insane. i love this guy.
MIDSOMMAR. (2019) / THE MENU. (2022)
does anyone know how to make a desicion
never mind i figured it out it's like when tracy chapman said leave tonight or live and die this way