love
We Drown Without Any Rain
i listen to phoebe bridgers so i can feel something
the sadness, i think, is better than nothing
liberté 120
My eyes opened only slightly. They shut, then opened again. A nurse stood with Amanda beside the bed I lay in. Tubes and wires covered my body below the hospital gown and blanket. What time was it? What day was it? Where was I? My eyes closed again. The memory of what I had done overwhelmed my consciousness. I opened my eyes, somehow still alive.
Morefor the love of ME – part ii
But I’m here and you’re here and tomorrow is always a new day. So please let it come for you. Let tomorrow come.
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toys of the sun 