i made coffee, and i was stirring it calmly, gazing into the empty space on my table wondering about how small i am, this world and how i'll find my "mate" and how'd i hug her just to tell her that she's warm, like those calm raindrops along with the sun shining and its making rays making their way through the thick layer of dark clouds.
I didnt realise it until now,
It was a leisurely feeling
“You’re an ode, the most melodic verse
You’re this soliloquy reciting in my head
You’re a Shakespearean sonnet, maybe a burlesque,
The symmetric rhyme I’ll never get
Among these pages of poor words and verses,
One thousand paragraphs would never be enough
To write about you, the most beautiful poem of love”
*me, flirting* so which songs are you going to permanently associate with me?
does anyone else constantly get the feeling that you’re running out of time?? and for no reason!! i could be lying in bed in the middle of summer vacation and my mind is like “hurry up!!! before it’s too late!!!” and i’m just like “hurry up and do what?? leave me alone wtf!!!”
loggin back on here, feels like picking up that half read book and continuing with the story line
and water them everyday ( ꈍᴗꈍ)
I’ll make flowers grow in the saddest part of you.
the secret history 🏛: how close are you and your group of friends? how far would you all go to protect each other? how many languages do you speak?
if we were villains 🎭: are you into theatre? who’s your favourite shakespeare character? would you or do you smoke weed or cigarettes?
dead poets society 🖋: do you prefer poetry or prose? do you get along with your parents? do you resist authority or do you deal well with it?
kill your darlings ⏳: would you consider yourself an intelligent person? have you ever fallen in love with someone who wasn’t right for you? tradition or innovation?
homer 📖: is it more important to be brave or to be kind? do you like to read?
cigarette 🚬: what is your worst habit? do you like drinking? do you party a lot?
leaf 🍁: what is your favourite season? what is your favourite comfort food?
vermont ❄️: would you ever go to school far away from your family? are you scared of losing the people close to you?
wine 🍷: how far would you go to help yourself? what about to help other people? do you think humans are inherently selfish?
piano 🎹: what’s your favourite musical genre? do you play any instruments? who’s your favourite artist?
whiskey 🥃: tell us about your first kiss. what quality would make you reject someone who asked you out?
murder 🔪: are you capable of getting very angry? what are you most afraid of? what would be the worst way to die?
everytime i open tumblr, a voice in my head says, "oh i gotta read those books i bought to relate with these posts."
but shortly after another says, "nope!"
—reasons to keep a diary/written record of existence.
credits: 1. anais nin; 2. sophocles; 3. fanny howe; 4. @pigmenting ; 5. louise erdrich; 6. tristine rainer; 7. clarice lispector; 8. sei shonagon; 9. elaine feinstein; 10. susan goldsmith wooldridge.
just a lost 18 year old kid in search of something (he/him)
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