maybe it was the large coffee or a combination with subtle unfortunate traits, but it is 2:58am and i can not sleep. this bed is uncomfortable and this town is too quiet. somehow i must have got used to the sound of trams grinding all night, because there is something missing from the still night here. i am in between worlds and i am ready to step into the other side
it was something at first sight
The most powerful thing you can do right now is to be patient while things are unfolding for you.
what the fuck since when am I 22 years old? I guess since my birthday 3 months ago but I haven’t said it out loud and it feels so strange
