proud to announce that i'm making a bad decision but i'm not telling y'all what it is so you can't stop me X3

No one listens to Ethel Cain like I do

Ofc I would know smth is going on when she circles the kitchen with her hands behind her back, looking like a detective who is close to crack the case

But I'm Emily's flickering lantern when she knocked and banged on each door to find herself

you have been dead and alive again, you have been roses and the dirt, you have been birch wood and you have been coal and you have been the storm and you have been the cold.

I have felt you hanging around my neck and stuck in my throat, I have felt you streaming down my face, I have wished for our death and cried in our grave. the birds used to sing your name in the morning, now I wake up to their silence, for they, too, are afraid. I would bury myself inside of you if I could, I think that would solve this.

I'm tired of romanticizing everything and being so nostalgic
there's no reason for me to keep a candy wrap, a piece of string, a washed out ticket, a single broken bead and 2 cents but here i am clutching my box of memories like my most prized possession

people who clearly have terrible eye sight yet refuse to wear glasses are so silly(one of those ppl)

i resort back to guilt like a deer running to its mother. because home is where it is the hardest to sleep, and the air i walk through is a victim of my pace. stay silent, and suddenly, the entire world is my jury.

And you keep falling in luv like rain drops

"When i first met you, i felt a kind of contradiction in you. You're seeking something, but at the same time, you are running away for all you're worth."
(Haruki Murakam)

Why do you answer questions with more questions!!!

Ahhhh i hate the sudden heartache that you get when you randomly get reminded of a memory of someone

in my albert camus era (neither death nor coffee can save me anymore.)