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[AS A DAGGER IS HELD TO MY THROAT] are we about to kiss rn. Lol
are u ever sick w longing. and i don't just mean romantic longing. i mean longing for a place you barely get to see, longing for friends you no longer have, longing for feelings you might have left behind in your childhood, longing for creativity, longing for a rich and more expansive life, longing for less inhibition. longing for more passion. longing for ur life to be so incandescent w something it thaws all the frost in ur bones. are u ever so consumed w it it rends ur heart in two. do u understand me
tag your vibe
days of the week;
monday: snoozing your alarm clock, navy, seeing the moon in the morning, vanilla ice cream, writing poetry, blurry photographs, windswept hair, iced coffee
tuesday: seeing a cat on the street, a light rain shower, untied shoelaces, indistinct music from someone else’s earphones, empty coffee shops, denim jackets, long train rides
wednesday: pastel highlighters, drinking water, group laughter, plucking daisy petals, floral scents, counting down to a birthday, peonies
thursday: old books, a downpour, telling the truth, comfortable silence, hand holding, wrapping a gift, the smell of leather, reminiscence
friday: neon lights, sweet cravings, a little bit drunk, falling in love with a stranger, remembering your dreams, cherry red, late night showers, desserts at midnight
saturday: watering plants, childhood cartoons, a bowl of cereal, meeting someone new, waking up early and laying in bed, spontaneous plans, sitting on a rooftop
sunday: strawberry smoothies, golden hour, a soft feeling of wistfulness, lazy afternoons, 4pm naps, lofi mixes, deja vu, long daydreams, lighting sparklers
you ever feel like you were born with something rotten inside you and if people get close enough they’re gonna find out
child of the moon
It is what it is *throws up*
it’s called self sabotage baby and i do it so well
sex is cool but have you ever been good enough
sleepy on main
i lost my spark because i take care of everyone else before myself
I'm telling you rn, once I get back my ability to sleep, my libido, my appetite, my motivation & I stop neglecting every aspect of my life it's over for u bitches
i’m so tired of having big tits and being funny ugh
Me, respectfully, whenever I scroll through the dash and see my mutuals posting ass and tiddies
ok i have a plan (gets distracted) (gets distracted) (gets distracted) (gets distracted) (get distracted) (gets d
— diksha suman (moon poet)
Louise Glück, from “Stars”, Poems: 1962–2020
be her peace bro, she already can’t see without her glasses
you weren’t a “well behaved” child you had anxiety and were terrified of conflict
the rain knows all my secrets
