Where Every Scroll is a New Adventure
this is really great kaya keep up the good work pookie
My teacher is gonna love this
Bruh. Don't hide that shit that's poetic as hell
love as religion; am i doomed? / on aromanticism
all highlighted sections from ‘aromanticism’ by moses sumney - the album notes // other excerpts in order: ‘doomed’ - moses sumney / quote by Naïmah Janse / earthlings - sayaka murata / ‘sun bleached flies’ - ethel cain / unknown / ‘doomed’ - final verse
Back home, Connell’s shyness never seemed like much of an obstacle to his social life, because everyone knew who he was already, and there was never any need to introduce himself or create impressions about his personality. If anything, his personality seemed like something external to himself, managed by the opinions of others, rather than anything he individually did or produced. Now he has a sense of invisibility, nothingness, with no reputation to recommend him to anyone.
- Normal people by Sally Rooney
Perhaps puddles are glimpses into another world, and whenever people jump into a puddle, natural disasters happen in that world. Perhaps this is why disasters happen.