poetry, thought dumps, journal entries, rambles, nonsensical mania
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I find myself in these sentimental spaces a soft, contemplative messenger that slithers up and down my spine. I guess I didn’t imagine a day where I would feel this solemness once again, for it felt as if all estranged instances of hope and gatherment drifted away like a dream months ago, and I did…
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recently I’ve been waking up in fits of laughter from the unfinished thoughts of the night before. it’s felt a strange occurrence, as for the last 12 months prior I had been dreading waking up at all, I would have rather slept in until night fall but now I awake and I feel I have…
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From my observation, it doesn’t seem as if many people choose growth, they just face the inevitability of time passing which alludes to some kind of forwards movement. I am a student to my own skin I am a foreigner in my own land. I search and strive for something worth holding close and tending…
big. blue. death. 