jazz in the evenings

status.cafe was raptured

"losing the right to draw what you want is as serious as dying. please free your own pen."

this is why i keep running into the same old trap over and over again. ever so rarely, i get to be.

the illusion of separation

how sweet it used to be ☆

just want to be in bed daydreaming

remember me as a blur in the rear view mirror. was i even there?

nonchalance doesn't make you look cool at all btw

rot in hell charlie kirk

color is my daylong obsession, joy, and torment

i've been obsessed with this radio station i discovered over the weekend. great music + no ads? count me in

the endless march of time is so fucking cruel

let's meet in yorknew city!

just so tired lately. i'm sorry i haven't felt like myself in a long time.

言葉だけじゃ救われない。

warm skin and unfeeling metal

"for you, i would" is a top tier trope

i wish i didn't feel this way all the time

他のだれとも 取って代わることのできない人と。 出逢った 他人と自分との輪郭が 夏で溶ける。