eroding with others into a greater static / 21โ / asian / any pronouns
mood:
"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. ๐ญ
how can i pay attention to the plot when the beats are this funky?
tired... (< going to stay up late)
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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
donโt 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
it all becomes your flesh and blood
claude debussy is ๐๐
my cat gave me the tiniest kiss on the cheek this morning