A Silly Dream About A Silly Crush

a silly dream about a silly crush

As i lay by your side,

My heart beat goes for a ride.

My fingertips,

On your soft lips.

Your wide eyed gaze,

And my mind in a daze.

But suddenly, your eyes were sunken,

And body limp

As my eyes fluttered open,

To the sky's gray tint.

'am i home if i dont know this place?'

to be in a room full of people you know and feel alienated.

getting too attached to fictional characters when you read because thats when you feel the most understood.

to be called 'shy and quiet' when youre only a little child inside who wishes to be able to speak her mind and feel understood.

to be afraid of closeness and intimacy and how love and affection feels unbearable to you because you grew up in a place where you never felt loved even if you were. being able to accept love only if its from a distance.

to never open up because everytime you spoke, you wished youd rather died instead.

I feel so intensely the delights of shutting oneself up in a little world of one’s own, with pictures and music and everything beautiful.

Virginia Woolf, The Voyage Out

~love you to the moon and to saturn~

made a sketch of felix for my best friend and she loves it 🤧🤧

ive been practising colour pencil sketches for a while now and i think this is one of my favorites:

Leila Chatti, from "Postcard from Gone"