A N N I K A

“It used to be my picture in your wallet. Do you remember? We were sat on the beach and I had a green and blue striped blanket wrapped around me. We’d just finished having a sword fight with the washed up bamboo. You took the Polaroid and pointed it right at me while I looked at the sea. You smiled at it and then at me; how you used to, the smile with the connotation of “I love you”. I will never forget that smile. I wonder now: is there a photo of her instead of me?”

“It was all too fast and unexpected. Suddenly I was there meeting a complete stranger not knowing what to expect. He was heartbreaker and I knew it deep down but I ignored all the red flags for all those butterflies and rainbows. He knew where my buttons were, he knew when to push them, he knew how to play a girl very well. And now I’m left feeling like a fool because he has moved on to his next prey.”

me when a dog gets left behind in a disaster movie

when no one in class is ready for the test

something u ordered online finally arriving

me posing for a pic:

I think the most tragic story isn’t of a person who lacks talent, but instead of a person with profound talent, who lacks the means to pursue it.