KOOKABURRA

adult life is truly just thinking “I NEED TO CLEAN” while dealing with the 17 other things that have a hard deadline

Im sorry I didn’t reply to your message for three weeks. I did not forget about it infact I thought about it regularly every day. It will happen again

there is still time. there is still time. until your bones are in the fucking ground there is still time.

when they say “you’re hot” but kafka said “you’re the knife I turn inside myself” like do better

how wonderful must it be to slip into bed and have an arm draped over your waist, or a face pressed into the curve of your neck. sleepy affection as the world slips away from you and you fall asleep in your lover’s embrace