flowersandfilm

all i’ve known is as follows: i did that thing again, where i get up at 9 then 12 then 2 and think of clocks and clues (and how i haven’t...

locked in frames frames of some points of wanting it so badly it was always wrong but i saw a time and in it i was alive

this is an open letter to hopeless romantics (and not just the love involving sex) i have a way of romanticizing even the worst of things...