Its So Beautiful. I Love Keeping All The Little Notes From The People I No Longer Know, I Will Never

it’s so beautiful. i love keeping all the little notes from the people i no longer know, i will never let go of the notebooks where i wrote about people, still love the bracelets from my 5th grade ex-best friend, i would never let go of any of the little objects i’ve ever loved, im a shrine of everyone i’ve ever loved & i collect remnants of them like diamonds. people, places, things - i hoard.

it's amazing how ordinary objects can become so significant to only the owner

and then they wonder why you changed 💀

parents are so crazy because they can say the most fucked up shit to you when your brain is forming and it sets the tone for your whole adult mind set and then they forget about it the next day

personally, i feel explanations really help in some situations, as long as they aren’t justification. to wonder WHY ever so endlessly just to receive an apology without making sense of the why it ever happened is just not adequate for me. it makes me feel irrational. but that’s just my situation, others, of course, are not the same.

idk when we decided that explaining yourself shouldn't be part of an apology but like. if someone was a dick to me and apologizes but I still don't understand why they did it I'm not gonna feel any better

To my Milena ( @silenziobruno ) you are abbreviations of heavens !

“You have the blood of a poet. You have that and always will. You show, in the middle of savage things (that I like), the gentleness of your heart, that is so full of pain and light.”

— Federico García Lorca, from a letter to Miguel Hernández wr. c. April 1933

survived is a strong word.