A Summer Like Call Me By Your Name >>

“All I want is a connection in which I receive the same amount of effort as I put in. For once, I don’t want to be drained because I give my everything to someone who can’t even appreciate me.”

- 3am overthinker

You and I were never meant to be. Our worlds have nothing in common except you like talking and I like listening.

poem: if words could find my soulmate

if words could find my soulmate—

oh how much happier

my poems would be;

the stanzas would dance,

the words would flow into verses of song,

they’d be brighter,

they’d be happier;

but alas,

no one wants the girl who sits in the back,

no one wants the poet who is

more alive in her journal than in the world;

but if only my words could find my soulmate,

maybe they’d be content,

because they wouldn’t be alone

anymore.

-j.g. edge

sorry professor i did not do this asisgnemtn becuase i was too sad! NO consequences please. goodbye

poem: my favorite book

i let you borrow my book

and i am still waiting for it back—

i wonder if you are too afraid

to tell me that you have lost it,

or if you are still reading it and

only got distracted—

does it sit on your shelf gaining dust

like it did on mine till you borrowed it,

are you reading the notes i etched in margins,

are you writing your own?

did you wonder how the spine got so cracked,

how much i must have loved it,

and how i let it go to you

all the same—

it has been months since you took it from

my grasp,

and even though there is no time limit

on its return,

i just want to know,

do you enjoy

my favorite book?

-j.g. edge

fuck hustle culture i love not doing anything. i love not getting out of bed i love being late i love not working when im at work and i love watching time dissapear like it’s afraid of me

ye bhi mazaak hi toh hai