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— 16 April ► Reblog "I went to the kitchen, drank a glass of water, snuggled back in bed, and closed my eyes. But sleep wouldn’t come. I drew the curtain aside, and there was the moon, floating in the sky like some pale clever orphan."
— K, Sputnik Sweetheart, Haruki Murakami
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12 April Reblog — I had a crush on a childhood friend of mine. Honestly I still find him attractive, but I don’t know if I’ll ever get the chance to tell him. It’s been such a long time.
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30 March Reblog — To Whom This May Concern: My hands are small but my fingers are long. I’ve been asked a couple times whether I play the piano and whether I’ve ever been a hand model. I don’t know the diameter of my iris, nor do I want to know my exact height, but heels always help even though my feet protest in the most excruciating way. I’ve shed my insecurities, came in terms with who I project myself as; but I’m always faulty when it comes to any sort of measured improvement. What have I accomplished? Whom have I made smile? Have I ever been in love? All these questions are so arbitrary, so I feel like you must find out for yourself what you deem important, substantial, palpable. —Whether you’re interested enough to do so. I invite you to talk with me sometime. Preferably til dawn.
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14 January Reblog — the best time to wear a striped sweater, is all the tiiiiiime, one with the collar turtleneck, that’s the kind~~
Cuz when you’re weaaaaring!!! the one special sweater…..
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30 December Reblog — It’s 3:30 in the morning and I’m watching American celebrities in Japenese commercials.
It’s time to reevaluate my life choices.
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29 December Reblog — It is December 29th. I don’t enjoy the process of growing up, a version of the Peter Pan complex, if you will. I’d rather be where I want to be already, or go without the struggle and fear of what lies ahead. Some people stride through life, through their trials. I… I guess I just refuse to, and stomp through all the muck with my boots heavy and my eyes straight ahead. |
