mitski having the fucking audacity to sing “and i know i’ve kissed you before but i didn’t do it right, can i try again try again try again and again and again and again,” is fucking rude and has ruined me to my core

sit with me beneath the night sky and be small for a little while

we are unusual and tragic and alive.

i type my reply to you and send it. those words matter less. the ones i’d rather have sent are ‘i miss you, i miss you so bad, i miss when hanging out with you made me feel like the best version of me’.

i know it’s selfish to think this now / yearn this now - we’ve both moved on in life and it’s apparent - but some part of me is desperate for our friendship to pick me up once again and fix me the way that i couldn’t fix me

who am i if i can't carry it all?

when people i love call me with good news, i’m never not rooting for you.

it’s so weird that we’re talking about our futures as very different paths when i used to hope they’d converge. genuinely sucks that i don’t get to do it with you but at least we’re on each other’s sidelines cheering

i really really don’t want to spend the rest of my life feeling like i m running out of time

A love that is soft. A love that is understanding. A love that is consistent

waking up everyday and carrying the weight of trying to make 13 yo me, 17 yo me, 18 yo me proud 🤍 it’s heavy but i’ll do it. those versions of me worked so hard and hoped so much. i gotta do it for them

we are unusual and tragic and alive.

home will always be you

i feel as if my body doesn't exist when you're not touching me, holding me

i dont want to miss you for longer than ive known you :(

in every crowded room i just want to go home to you

forgetting details about you feels like betraying you