#19.04.23

[sleepsucks]

[dalinzm]

everyday of the year… i saw u everywhere binnie…

[liamnews]

via jsbaylin's Instagram Story - 19/04

[umuthalavar]

Bugün şaşırmış gibi yaptığım pastayla bir yaşımı daha kutladık. 30 yokum ama 29 varım, artık... geçen camide teyzenin biri liseyi bitirdin mi diye soruyordu. Bu yaşı kabullenmek biraz zor olacak ama kimse kabullendim mi diye sormayacak. Sonuçta yaşıyoruz el mahkum. 20lerin sonu diye azıcık değil epey hüzünlüyüm. Ama ben hüzünlüyüm diye de dünya durup bana yol vermiyor. Artık yaş sadece bir sayı. Önceden hevesle beklediğim nisanları geride bıraktım. Kalbim kırık ve yorgun. Fakat biliyorum çatlaklardan sızar ışık ve aydınlanır karanlık. Manevi açıdan büyüdüğüm bir yıl oldu. Yolun başındayım ve bunu fark etmek beni heyecanlandırıyor. O yüzden doğum günlerini beklememe gerek yok, bunun bilincindeyim. Her neyse sözün özü günlerden Nisan 19 yaşlardan 29.

[dreamings-free]

screencaps from The Outcharms’ tiktok recap of supporting Louis in Doncaster last year - posted 19/4/23

[dreamings-free]

Louis liked Dave Gibson’s instagram post 19/4/23

[miiraage]

i think you need to tell me something i don't want to hear i think you need to be cruel and callous and i think you need to stop looking at me when i'm looking at you

i think you need to not smile at me anymore i think you need to stop breathing too close to me and i think you need to pretend you've forgotten my name

i think you need to stop talking with your perfect mouth i think you need to change your name and i think you need move out of the city we're both living in

[miiraage]

how do i convince you to wrap your arms around me? how do i pull your vice fingers off my wrist? how do i not think of you when i wake up in the morning – how do i not pretend you’re in my bed? how do i convince these legs of mine that they don’t want yours tangled up with them?

how do i become unstuck from this picture of you: holding my hand in the park saying silly things you would never say, doing silly things you would never do, like putting your arm around my shoulders or kissing my lips, or plucking daisies out of the grass and threading them into the waistband of my jeans

how do i not think of you when i pass the bakery and how do i stop wondering what it would taste like to lick sticky bun icing from your index finger? how do i watch you absently scratch your chest and not dream of it bare in front of me, and how the fuck do i ever look you in the eyes again?