Nur der Flieder ist noch am blühn

i think that i deal with a lot of [remembers this isn't my diary] Nothing. i've never had a problem

[ID: A large patch of dandelion clocks, the final stage of the flowers in which they become a fluffy white ball of seeds. End ID]

wanna hang out [remembers it's rude to put expectations on people] it's cool if not [remembers people like to know they're wanted] but I'd really like it if you did [remembers selfishness is bad] we can do whatever you want though [remembers that handing someone a blank canvas isn't as effective as providing a suggestion to bounce ideas off of] like sucking each others fingers for example

A crucial part of the bookstore experience is saying hi to all the books you’ve already read

what doesn’t kill me leaves a pit in my stomach that never goes away