10.19.19
I never get to go out to breakfast because of work but having off this morning meant me and my roommate got to meet up for pastries and coffee!
@lulacafe in chicago
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saturday morning rituals
like lavendar smelling laundry
and languid steps through cermak
start to mean more
after all the build-up and anticipation
of an unhappy work week
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speeding through on the el
watching the lights of
the town where I grew up
flicker past
this visit was a
high speed rail train
and now it’s over
when it feels to have hardly began
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you whispered “hi”
to me and only me
and I knew we were okay
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I have these little moments with people who mean so much to me,, but these moments never amount to anything more than moments, distant memories that fade in their minds, but remain so present in my own,, and I mean so little to them
when will I ever mean as much as they do to me, in the head and the heart of another?
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last night I dreamt
that we kissed in an armchair
until your glasses fell off
did you even realize
it was me
you were kissing?
did it matter?
why do I still want you so badly?
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my mania lashes out every time
i’m obsessive, compulsive, disordered
my feelings are at odds with each other
polar opposites screaming from across the divide
tell me you care, tell me you’re here
my anxiety will assure me you’re lying
what to do with a mind so conflicted
so desperate and afraid
but undeserving, always
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fears, personified
i’m afraid i’ll do a cartwheel and nobody will see
i’m afraid i annoy everyone in my life
i’m afraid i talk too much about myself
i’m afraid i’m transparent
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rebirth, regrowth
the new skin grows back itchy
not quite comfortable yet
someday it will appear seamless
as if the gap never existed
until then,,
i notice the sensations
of becoming whole again
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the blanket you used last night is drenched in your scent
how badly i want to wrap myself up in it forever
knowing you still love her so much breaks my heart anew each day
i will always be here silently struggling with my own sad feelings
until then, i pretend
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text me back,, please
the thing about us talking
is that it’s always you in control
of the length and duration
of our conversation
i’m just getting started
but you’ve already parted
and i’m stuck waiting
for a response i’ll never get
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the breaking of each watch is a metaphor
I've never been good with timing
no room for me in the uber
in the club
in the conversation
i don’t belong anywhere
“let me call you back in five minutes”
“okay”
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when i knew
“i never loved your father”
casually spills through your lips
over coffee one morning
i must’ve known
21 years of loveless marriage
weighs heavy on a young girl
who thirsts for the romance
she’s never seen
and still i cried
when you spoke my fears
tracing every memory back
to find the seam
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ich habe gesagt,
dass ich die Sonne vermisst.
aber du bist meine Sonne,
und ich habe dich vermisst.
mein Deutsch ist schlecht,
aber dein ist auch.
wir machen Fehler zusammen
um was ist richtig zu vergessen.
vergib mir.
ich soll mit dir nicht sprechen,
weil wir beide andere Leute haben.
aber ich kann nicht widerstehen.
es tut mir Leid, es tut mir Leid.
bis noch, liebe
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the morning after
shame that seeps
into your skin;
invisible,
yet you can sense it;
you are not the same
as you were yesterday;
but what is different,
other than the fact
that you don’t recognize
your face in the mirror;
whose hands are those,
whose eyes are those,
who are you,
how did you get here,
do you even know?
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My dreams are symmetrical
My memories are parallel
My future is in a hurry
And my past is blurry
But my present feels like an illusion
I don’t feel like a human
Thoughts (via pysch--edelic)
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