Sayang banget sama matahariku. My warm, tender sun. ☹️

Liat moon jellies bening hampir ngebatin 'Satoru...'

– Virginia Woolf, in a letter to Violet Dickinson

i will love you as gently as i can.

bye haha smell ya later bro!! your scent will linger in my room and i’ll feel comfort when i smell your perfume on my pillow

in the dream i don't tell anyone, you put your head in my lap.

Youth is really running out. open.spotify.com/track/2DF87oCy…