so busy this week. need it to be over already

eroding with others into a greater static

yikes the thought crossed my mind for a moment

"you're me... and i'm you. when you get down to it, all of this is me."

having a hard time being present. i enjoy escapism too much. 💭

how can i pay attention to the plot when the beats are this funky?

tired... (< going to stay up late)

この気持ちが消えないことを願っている

honestly tired of "video essays" that are just plot summaries and offer no new analyses

things are clicking into place lately and idk what to do with that realization

don’t hang up the phone. i love you to death.

nostalgia plagues me. my heart is too full. how can i be expected to let go?

euphoric and warm. sunlight dappled on your cheeks.

knocking at the door of your dream.

it's strange to think abt remnants of myself scattered across the internet, by names i don't go by anymore and lives that seem so different

i think getting more piercings might cure me idk

sitting beneath summer's sleep, drunk by you

long weekend save me long weekend save m

i'll die in dreams of you.

you, me and this wire