hey so anyone else just, feel thin. sort of stretched. like butter scraped over too much bread. like you need a holiday. a very long holiday. and you don't expect you shall return? or is that just me and bilbo baggins

i’m either overly detached or way too attached. there’s no in between

This is my most selfish chapter. Everything I’m doing right now is for me

built my walls so well so no one can get in but now i can’t get out either

there’s always something going on damn

I really need to sit and read long novels with complicated words that I don’t yet know and go back to language class and get my driver’s license in Italy and develop a routine outside of work and visit people for coffee and company and I need to watch films that are slow and crawling and demand all of me and stop with fucking YouTube shorts because my soul is dying

We are all shedding old skins this year I can feel it in the air and I think although we all handle it differently - we are gonna come out a little lighter and feeling possible again

just take me back to 3rd october 2022

my heart is full of unsaid things

No idk but I really need to cry while being in his arms rn