#vaporwavemood

[neon-station]

R A I N

[madnesssy]

I

The last

ice cold glass of

bliss I ever tasted

was on my

Grandmother’s front porch;

slightly sour, slightly sweet,

all refreshing.

II

The insects of summer

buzz vibrant in the ears of

my cousins and I,

second only to the

cars and the heat and

the rush of

the suburbs of Hartford.

III

There is nothing like summer

when you are seven years old,

when the world stretches out

yawning before you;

reckless, restless, endless,

as if you could exist there forever.

—

It’s been a minute since I’ve posted here, hasn’t it. So many things have changed for me - even the drive to write completely disappeared for a while. But I can feel it coming back in little spurts, when my mind is just quiet enough to hear it.

[madnesssy]

i’d hoped that 

perhaps we were

just a slow burn

[chillvibeusa]

🌙 “When the Moon Watches Over a Lonely Machine” 🤖✨

In a forgotten alley… A single vending machine glows quietly, Like it's waiting for someone — or something. 🛸

📍It’s not just a photo. It’s a feeling you’ve had in a dream. Late-night silence, neon reflections, and a moon too close for comfort. 💜🌌

👇 🎞️ The full story is hidden here 👇 👉 https://t.co/Ttddedmvoc 👈

⚠️ You won't scroll past this and stay the same.