(*?3) mood: pensive
i don’t know where i went three years ago i remember doing a collab with inkskinned it comes up on Google Search when i search for this blog’s name
at the time she titled my writing stunning, raw, and marvellous and i, awestruck, was as usual breath-taken away by her words as usual i came back to tumblr and her words are even more so struck by thunder catching my breath
i ordered a book of her poetry maybe i should have ordered more
do you ever sometimes feel like the world has passed you by a little? in these three years i have lived three movies i loved the love that people dream of, that come from movies (maybe i’ll release some of that poetry, sometime) and found out why that kind of love stays in movies protip: codependent behavior is not something to be encouraged, even when avoiding the pitfalls foreseen by a so-called “master of romance” i tried to make a million dollars in three months, student to a conman aesop: don’t get involved with conmen, especially not when they are also gang-lords i have lived with a mad inventor who lives in the mountains smoked twenty packs a day and went full spiritual full magical full schizophrenic life-tip: don’t wander into a church and tell them god hates the lies they spew even if it’s true i have been buried in a coffin i built myself under the light of a waning moon came to a pure understanding of the boxes we all trap ourselves in life-hack: we choose our own prisons
i haven’t written anything stunning, marvellous, raw in a long time. everything is based off fantastical, colorful pictures maybe i’ve become boring
maybe the pain is the only interesting thing about me
fuck
maybe i’m in a depressed mood again