I go to public places just to hear my voice nothing else

Lol-ing my way into your life as a premium life changing temporary person

Today I heard my teacher saying
Multidimensional poverty

I love having hyperfixations because things I did not give a fuck about until yesterday become life changing events for me

what is a girl without utter emptiness choking the air that tries to reach her lungs after an exhausting day you ask?

I care more about not being forgotten than being loved

Trying so hard to be the son they wanted, but I was never a boy

I'll have conversations with the sun and ask her about her inevitable loneliness but she'll never admit to it, I'll be mistaken for mist upon mystified trees when all I am is my ashes and the smoke that exudes from my burning body with the last thoughts of: do I want to hold or be held?

Have you ever been in a situation that you have something in your hands and you have to do something but you can't find a place (secure place) for the thing in your hands to put it on and you get frustrated. I feel that way all day everyday and i don't know what's in my hands, what I'm about to do and why can't i just find the right place.

I be living my life and then a random voice in my head says "Smoke something! Do drugs! What's the worst that could possibly happen?"

Joy comes to some ppl as simply as breathing

fuck instagram give me your letterboxd account

Idk about you, but I heard the owl at night saying 'who' when I was trying to sneak out, and I thought I was busted

Yk, I'm insane when I stay home to study or read the books in my read list instead of creating new obsessions out of life

I still don't believe it when ppl say I'm the reason behind their trust issues

Yes, I say, "Come here, I won't bite you?" And still bite.It's like a trust exercise gone horribly wrong.
But why? Why would I sink my teeth into your skin and leave it bruised or broken?
A desperate cry for attention? Am i just really, really bad at impulse control? Do i have a secret craving for human flesh?or is it to make someone else understand the crushing burden of loving with everything you have, and still falling short.

(My mom showed me all the bruises of my bite)

I just want them to know what it's like to love with such intensity that it hurts, so I bite. It's a clumsy, misguided attempt to share the load, to say, "Here, feel this. Feel the weight of this love, the anxiety of its potential failure, and the crushing pressure of inadequacy."


With lots of luv to all the precious ppl out there(in the form of bites ofc!)

If I were to describe my music taste I'd say it's like a radio that's able to receive signals from all around the world and constantly changes stations

i only wake up from my naps to gather enough tiredness to be able to nap again

I wish I could talk sarcastically with everyone without making them feel bad cause I don't know how much longer I can suppress the urges