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.)

Maybe that's all life is about everyone trying to tell each other stories. Maybe it really is why people started making noise with their mouths all those thousands and thousands of years ago until two of them found they were making sense. Cave paintings just couldn't cut it anymore. Hands and eyes are better suited to talk. A different way to say I want you, I need you, I love you.

Sometimes the joy in life is the fresh bread you buy on your way home after spending a day with your family and realizing no matter what, they'll always be the same and you'll always be the mediator you never fucking asked to be in the first place and you're just trying to fix something that's already damaged beyond repair yet you still can't let go
But what can I say the fresh bread hits different

I don't think there is a 'we' if you hate cinnamon

I'm an academic weapon (I cry when I don't understand a concept)

yearner just means you're emotional in theory but scared of intimacy when it comes to it

When someone starts to cry and my heartlessness takes over and offers a glass of water(stay hibernated y'all 😭)

Ofc, the world revolves around me! If not, how am I always dizzy

I'm just afraid you would swat me like fly

I'm basically a method actor trapped in a never-ending improv show called "Surviving Adulthood."

Ah btw if you hate me or something pray for my death not my academic downfall please

We need weekends on weekends like, why are there too many chores and to-do lists

Will you ever see that broken vessel the same way after its broken?

We are officially married if I know how to spell your name correctly

You fall in love with someone who reminds you of yourself