wandering around the house like this every day (i need to finish my coursework)

now that’s the real question..

it’s like a haunted house, only i’m the ghost

summer wine — lana’s unreleased

i want to write the kind of short stories you read in english class that are on this weird level of surrealism that they still haunt you years down the road

my parents got confused and chose the forever dwelling on the past but desperate for the future daughter