broken sobs at 1am, flickering candles across sketchy papers. freshly picked sunflowers on the windowsill, dark under-eye circles. cold, sweet coffee and quiet words. city lights from a highrise, plants by the window. flannel and soft, sad songs. flower crowns and gentle touches late at night. impatience, pale colours, early morning blog posts. oversized hoodies … More justified thought procees
Hi peoples. That started really morbid, but that’s okay. This post is going to be really morbid and reminiscent. So so so. If you didn’t already know (and I really wouldn’t expect you to unless you a. follow my Instagram and actually read my captions, b. read every single tiny thing in this post or … More A Fear of Leaving? | Moving On
You asked for writing! And……I give you what you want. You guys are soooooooooooooooo lucky! Just a brief intro for this piece, we were often asked to write stories at school using Pobble365 to find picture prompts . This story is written from one of these pictures, it’s the photo from March 17th and was originally … More The Fog – Sad Story + Birthday Wishes!