do you ever just smell an old perfume, or hear an old song, or pass an old hangout spot and kinda break inside for a couple minutes
my grandma just came into my room and saw tyler on my screen and asked if i’m texting him right now bc she wants to tell him that he has nice hair
SHE SAW HIM MOVING ON THE SCREEN (I WAS WATCHING A VIDEO) AND SHE SAID “WAIT ARE YOU SKYPING RIGHT NOW OMG HEY TYLER”
I want to live simply. I want to sit by the window when it rains and read books I’ll never be tested on. I want to paint because I want to, not because I’ve got something to prove. I want to listen to my body, fall asleep when the moon is high and wake up slowly, with no place to rush off to. I want not to be governed by money or clocks or any of the artificial restraints that humanity imposes on itself. I just want to be, boundless and infinite.