Calma Calma

i don’t need a “day off” or a “weekend” i need to respawn in a clean apartment with all my responsibilities reset and the complete certainty that nobody hates me

hey can you come over and surgically remove this heavy, aching rot from my heart? we can watch a movie afterwards

Listening to music and noticing things that arent meant to be noticed

could I interest you in intertwining your soul with mine for the rest of eternity?

good luck to me in this period of my life where I am full of indecision and chaos

men in love are like “i love you” and women in love are like “i wouldn’t mind taking all of your pain in my hands and letting it overflow into the cracks of my skin just to be able to have a part of you with me”