I leave sixth form in 3 days. And it’s 2 really because we just have leavers’ happenings on Friday. And right now, it’s incomprehensible.
Stomach hurts. Remembering how when you share something you love with someone you like, when they leave they take it all with them.
Grass-stain scented fingertips having shaken hands with the trees.
Today my nose exchanged secrets with the sunshine, and now it’s quite red with embarrassment.
I kissed missed your lips
“But love was fixed in her body
Like a barbed arrow. There it festered
with his rejection. Sleeplessly
She brooded over the pain,
Wasting away as she suffered,
The petal of her beauty
Fading and shrivelling, falling from her -
Leaving her voice and bones”
- Ted Hughes’ Tales from Ovid
Switzerland, Paris, London-Amsterdam-Venice-Croatia…
This summer couldn’t possibly arrive soon enough. And I hope it lasts forever. I can’t wait to get away from here, it’s all so claustrophobic and stifling. I need some new air. And I’ll leave my cares in contrails as I go.
confused, neurotic, tired, lethargic, very tired, heavy, unmotivated, empty, stressed, aching, creaking, leaking, lying, crying,trying
kairosclerosis
n. the moment you realize that you’re currently happy—consciously trying to savor the feeling—which prompts your intellect to identify it, pick it apart and put it in context, where it will slowly dissolve until it’s little more than an aftertaste.
(Source: dictionaryofobscuresorrows)
Our match-stick love was doomed from the start. Being both fragile and flammable, it never stood a chance.
(Nothing looks right because I don’t feel right)
Sometimes people are so blind and ignorant that you have to laugh. Because otherwise you’d just rip off all your skin and jump into the closest river available.
If efforts were a colour, I’m sure they’d be bronze or something like that. Always so overlooked, always so underrated, unseen, dismissed etc etc.
