eh

chest pains aren’t fun at all. I mustn’t dive backwards

meet them.

If there’s a hole in your heart, go to the one who opened it. Meet them.

nihilism

Smoking is borderline nihilism.

Apologies

To fathom what cannot be undone is to learn from one’s shortcomings.

driver

Confidence steers the wheel while fear panics in the passenger seat.

rest

What is the point of rest?

Slumber

Sleep is the indulgence in temporary escapism.

christ

Have I lost feeling? Am I going mad?

avoid by all means.

Deter yourself from becoming a slave to an idea.

The naivety of our youth.

In our youth, the lack of permanence is a frightful topic. Only with age will acceptance come after experiencing significant loss of any kind.

first world

To be born in a first-world country is a privilege in itself.

good times

In hindsight, we never really notice we’re presently living in “the good old days” until it becomes the good old days.

worrisome

The weight of worry etches itself into the furrows above my eyes. One aimed glance could tell a million stories.

Mascara

She found that her mascara had now been worn down on her rosy cheeks. It’s true that she’d still been in love with the past. The glimmer of what was still anchors her from moving towards a future that is brighter.

adulting

We’re all just much older kids.