this has more or less lost its purpose, we'll re-establish much elsewhere. nooneknowsnoonecares


Why is it that everything I say or do must be challenged or even outright criticised?

these are all so spur-of-the-moment, I'm not really sure I remember writing most of them!

mimizan-bourg

Oh the days we would dance upon the stones of the kitchen floor, flour up to our elbows and grins as foolish as could be. Oh those simple days! Round and round we went, your tattered skirts swirling behind you, more magnificent than any velvets or silks. Can you remember those days, or have they faded as fast as I from your memory? In your years it is understandable, forgivable, and I take not offense. I just wish for your lips to part in that smile I loved so.

I'm really quite good at this 11:11 thing, huh.

rhineland

Lying prone on the grass under the tall tall tree, your head on my knees as I brushed the leaves from your silvery hair. The stars above us travel the night sky as we teach each other the constellations. The depths of that shimmering sky shone with the lights of lifetimes long past, reflected in your sleepy, sleepy eyes.
Would that it could have lasted forever.

I WAITED ALL NIGHT.
i am still waiting.
_{i will always be waiting.}

those nights you never call

three variants of the exact same song came on repeat in a row on a playlist of about two hundred songs

wondering if this is march's work
it's distressfulcomfortingexactly how i feel