from the dining table
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they were like the moon — part of them were always hidden away.
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saw a quote that said, “speak to people in a way that if they died the next day you’d be satisfied with the last thing you said to them,” and i can’t emphasise this enough.
He is exactly the poem I wanted to write.
Welcome home, Asahi. I’m ready to hype you and the rest of the members🥳
A good way to shoo shoo away anxiety from not getting any answers: archive the chat👍🏻
Been listening Olivia Rodrigo’s latest album. I’m not in the heartbreak mood, gloomy or such thing, but dang her shits are hella good to be missed out.
I give myself some credits for the days I made it when I thought I couldn’t.
why am i so fascinated by you?
i started to write gratitude lists everyday and today one of them is that you’re still living && surviving on this planet, thank you
can i walk with you and then we’ll have some tea together?
the more you hide your feelings for someone; the more you fall for them

i feel so exposed. i’m not even trying to hide my feelings but i don’t know how you feel. i wish you liked me like i like you.
like, I just wanna make art, read books, and find someone who likes me enough to kiss my face :]
Fragments, reflections, and unfinished thoughts—this space holds what passes briefly elsewhere and allows it to linger.

Fragments, reflections, and unfinished thoughts—this space serves as a sanctuary for ideas that pulse momentarily through the currents of life, granting them the opportunity to linger and develop.

Fragments, reflections, and unfinished thoughts—a haven where the ephemeral is given weight, allowing us to savor the intricacies of our inner dialogues and the unspoken connections that shape our understanding of the world.