Act Of Service

act of service

“I never wish to be easily defined. I’d rather float over other people’s minds as something strictly fluid and non-perceivable; more like a transparent, paradoxically iridescent creature rather than an actual person.”

Franz Kafka.

last night I cried like anything (almost breathless) thought I'm having side line depression symptoms, my pillow cover was almost drenched but then I woke up this morning and guess what? ❤️‍🩹Periods❤️‍🩹

I see people like they're in some romantic edits.

i feel like all i do is watch people and notice all the beautiful things about them and try to understand them fully and no one does that for me … sometimes i feel like i’m just a mirror to reflect people back to themselves. a vessel for love and that’s it… i make everyone else into poetry and no one else sees me the way i see them it’s so depressing

will you just let me be silly for a sec. there's this dread so ancient in me