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life is crying, reading books, drinking coffee, listening to like 2 songs, yearning, simping for the moon and then you die

when Stevie Nicks said “Can I sail through the changin' ocean tides? Can I handle the seasons of my life?” when Bastille said “Are you going to age with grace? Are you going to age without mistakes? Are you going to age with grace—only to wake and hide your face?” when Pink Floyd said “You are young and life is long, and there is time to kill today / And then one day you find ten years have got behind you...no one told you when to run; you missed the starting gun—” when Lorde said “It feels so scary getting old...”

I just need pretty little coffee shop dates and plenty of adventures that involve holding hands.

I just need pretty little coffee shop dates and plenty of adventures that involve holding hands.

i keep trying to memorize every detail of the moments i live in. in the soreness of my legs from standing so long at a concert, the chill of the night, the patterns of a tablecloth, the oily texture in my mouth after eating fried bananas. i keep trying to memorize the feelings, the quiet contentedness, the laughter, the excitement. i keep trying to memorize the people, their smiles, the way they speak, what makes them laugh. i’m constantly on the cusp of the next part of my life and that’s just so.. strange. but it makes it so much easier to find happiness no matter what’s happening to me, in a way? because i’m already kind of looking at life with those rose-colored glasses of nostalgia, simply because i know these are times i’ll never be able to live again, and these are people i might not always have, and that makes it so much easier to appreciate everything i might miss later.