when I was in highschool I used to fantasise my artwork getting trashed passionately and unreasonably by a teacher, because I wanted my self concept to be challenged so bad, even if it meant crying about it

I will stay with you even if you have a self-fulfilling prophecy to yourself that everyone leaves :”)

I’m never kissing someone I’m not in a relationship with EVER AGAINN; TAKE ME AWAYYY; SHOOT ME IF I EVERRR

went to ikea and came up bursting with creative daydreams

Even I lose things in dream scape…

Does anyone know anyone in singapore who has written interesting stuff about data centres in singapore

I’ve been working a lot since the year started; neglecting my social life

if every year I can increase my sense of love by 1%, I’d be v grateful and happy for myself

red-eyed

to remember is to be grateful, even while I struggle with memories, please don’t take away my gratitude

for a long time, I’ve diluted my agency to also dilute the ability to rid my own life, may the once mysterious undercurrent of wanting to live bubble up in me, fronting for the first time

I hope victim narratives will be more associated to structure and language readability ; and the richness that comes after

very in love but unsure with what

I was trolleying 25kg bag of mortar, lift was not working and I thought I was alone till a stranger kindly came to help me, it felt like it was a gesture from the birthday angels

☄️

everyone fucks around but no one finds out

I look so in love with my friends because I am

nothing mobilise me as much as cringe

Real love will set you free