Its So Hard To Cry To Apple By Charli Xcx Without Picturing That Damn Tiktok Dance Without

nothing like stepping outside while the seasons are changing and suddenly feeling a change in the weather that knocks you back in time by several years

made of love & made to love

sometimes we forget how vast life is. how many people we have yet to meet. how many places we still have to see. how many smiles, how many compliments, how many whispered affections, how many hugs. sunsets and coffees. flowers and books. waiting for you. don’t worry, you’ll be there soon.

the ache of nostalgia

I want the writer lifestyle. An apartment filled with books. Frequenting a quaint side-street cafe. Carrying a notebook everywhere. Memorising poems and book passages. Observing the world, experiencing everything I can. Noting every sensation. Being an artist, a creative, a bohemian. 

I romanticise everything because I am made of love and starlight

life back then mustv been crazy people just thought whatever

when the essay prompt lets me get a little autistic with it