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27/01/2023: Winter blues

Some days I’m Van Gogh’s Starry Night other days I’m his suicide letter.

This is silly, but he’s home to me.

On being an extrovert.

It’s been a while, but I’m back

I hate this feeling.

February 26th

I think of you on nights like these.

Lie in the sunshine and daydream about the life you would lead if failure wasn’t a thing

I crave adventures, attention, and you.

Be(longing)

Valentine Special - A letter to every guy I’ve ever been with

How I felt on January 20th 2014

The beginning

That One Time I Dreamt of Being With Barry Sloane

Be so good they can't ignore you

Waldeinsamkeit

Killin' It

Perspective

Stay close to anything that makes you glad you are alive