hydrogen & oxygen

you say lost like it’s a bad thing. im somewhere, alive, breathing and content. who cares about the directions?

and he’s right, perception is nine tenths of everything

visit my in my dreams, if you please.

find me this, read me this, gift me this.

you turned my world around and all this time i’ve been trying to set it right again. maybe i’ve been focusing on the wrong task. the skyline looks beautiful from this angle.

don’t forget me. don’t let that have been just a menial task to soothe your mind.

when your home stops being home because of lack of visiting hours.

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im learning that i very much like lists and that those lists change quite frequently.

theres this tiny little patch of skin on the side of my finger that turn to fire when you touch them in just the right way.

find it.

take me somewhere where the traffic is never ending and the stories are even longer.

welcome back me.

it’s been months or days or minutes. does it even really matter all that much in the end? the last time i wrote here, i spoke of you and although im sure your presence will sneak up on me here and there, i refuse to let you sway my thoughts. the cold is invading my bones and im just remembering how much the things that scare me the most are the things i love the most.

october is a season for secrets, you know?

in terrified of losing control, and whenever i touch that wheel all i can picture is me spinning out of it.

you turned my world upside down. got me seeing roots instead of branches. now i miss solid ground and i can’t get back up.

not that it matters or that you’ll believe me but you are. an amazing person i mean. i know times are getting hard but trust yourself. take a deep breath babe. everything is gonna be okay.