Turtle Neck Sweaters And Steaming Mugs Of Coffee And Overcast Clouds And Leaves Of Red And Yellow And
turtle neck sweaters and steaming mugs of coffee and overcast clouds and leaves of red and yellow and orange and glossy doc martens and red lipstick stains on necks and pinkie promises and crunching strolls on new york city sidewalks
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« we all had some coffee. after that i don’t know any more. the night passed. » - the stranger
no socks
are allowed in the red-room
no pretty pink flowers
are allowed
at the woods at night
ohh she’s pretty with the sunset in her hair
paris, france 🤍
“I read it, and I wished I had not, because my view of the world was so much darker afterward,”
one of the oldest human needs is having someone to wonder where you are when you don't come home at night - margaret mead
new york, new york 🖤
“he wished being alive always felt this good”
dizzyingly alone, me and the metal chamber.
👽🛸🪐
the sweet scent of cigarettes and semen on your lips
mess mess mess
my mind’s
cluttered mess
watch the sawdust n dirt,
swirl swirl swirl
down the drain
xxii | she/her | psychology & creative writing | desperately searching for meaning in the mundane
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