As I’ve always done with beautiful people, I’ve long only noticed Harry Styles from afar. I never fully allow myself to love things that I feel are too bright and too clean for me, and if One Direction was the pack of popular boys in school, then Harry had prettiest face of them all. He’sContinue reading “I’m really getting into Mitski”
I have asked for three days of space, and in the aftermath of the request — an unfussy affair, a quick text and only a few minutes of heart pounding, conceived of and solidified during my evening shower, Nujabes echoing on the tile — a strange combination of blithe, anxious, dreading, and then nothing atContinue reading “02/12/18, 12:21am”
I resolve: to actively write more journals when I am in a good place, with the knowledge that reading good place journals can actively bring me to a good place.
it occurs to me: I’ve always thought I didn’t yet know who I was. but could it be that I’m truly, non-normatively nobody at all? a human so fully empty so as not to truly exist?
you convince yourself: you don’t need to worry about your phone, you don’t need to worry about checking for his responses. you know he’ll respond eventually. but you tell yourself this: it doesn’t matter what he says. and yet: an hour and thirty-eight more minutes of this before you let yourself break.