The Blue Room (2014)
i literally wasn’t made to work sorry to the freaks who enjoy this grindset shit but you literally have psychological problems. i just want to sit and think and maybe talk and eat and drink
i just wish i could bottle u up so i could keep u with me all the time
― Franz Kafka, Letters to Felice
[text ID: I mustn't look at you too much, or I won't be able to take my eyes off you at all.]
will my heart always jump when i see u ?
As June runs into warm July
I think of little else but you.
Wendy Cope, excerpt of “From June to December” (A Summer Villanelle)
why can’t we just be together all the time?
idk what we’re doing together
we’re not friends. and we’re not lovers. yet we’re not strangers either
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