#spileld thoughts

I genuinely don’t understand why I feel everything so deeply. I have a hard time killing something as “unimportant” as a fly. But at the same time I cannot help but wonder: what makes me more important than a fly? Were we both not crafted by the same hands? Are we both not going to end up in the same soil?

I wanted to protect you. I should’ve been protecting myself from you.

working on my own poetry book!! i'm going to share some drafts along the way. 💛

i was ruined by the fact that i couldn’t do any better.

we still think we are fine, till we wake up at 4 am thinking about everything and nothing at the same time.