Mind afloat

I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, at the end of the world.

SOON YOU’LL GET BETTER

Smelling is the free trial of tasting

It’s weird that science still use rats for experimenting when we have tiktok superstars. It will reduce population, help actual human science and also increase average IQ of the planet.

Toilet paper is sold out everywhere due to assholes… both figuratively and literally

Anxiety takes over me

As a monster that can’t be seen

Devouring from the inside out

Forcing a smile into a pout

Uncomfortable in my own skin

Patience running thin

Shakes take over

Body gets colder

Monster holding me tight

With darkness covering my sight

I try to escape by finding light

With vision blurry

I remind myself it’s only temporary

It finally starts to clear

Destroying each and every fear

Finally I’m able to breath

Anxiety, a monster out to deceive

In the future, we will be sad that every picture we have is properly staged and filtered. There is something beautiful about photos pre Instagram, with a one sibling staring off into space, and the parents not having a perfect smile. Perfection is boring.

It almost feels like I had my chance

and now you’re going away

and I missed it somehow,

without even knowing

and it sucks.

None of us will be the same

when (if) you’re coming back

and that knowledge

pains me.

It fucking pains me

because I thought,

I always thought,

I had all time in the world

to woo you.

— -cynthia go

this is what you do to me

Neither land nor women are territories of conquest

Being an adult is looking forward to getting paid so you can instantly make your weekly payments and see what’s left for you to enjoy life.