At This Point Notes App Poetry Is What I Stay Alive For...

i love when i pull up a google doc and type poetry in it at 3am thinking im having a moment of inspired genius and i look at it the next day and its the stupidest shit i have literally ever read

- February 27, 1922

- The diaries of Franz Kafka, 1914-1923

[ID: "February 27. Slept badly in the afternoon; everything is changed; my misery pressing me hard again." End ID]

@kriszkriszdreamland love you

To all the people who've already put up their outside Christmas decoration, I see you and I appreciate you so much

Bodyparts are falling from the sky

An I'm trying to piece you together

I can't seem to find the parts that fit

Sometimes you're too small, or too big

But I try relentlessly to build your body

Don't even realize it's a monster I've created

It doesn't have your smile, darling

It's my fault probably, but I swear I'm trying

So I'll just redo it again, and again

Until my hands are bleeding,

And my eyes are blinded from the building

And I collapse on the chest of the monsters I've created.

i apologise for the person i become once the IWBYS music video comes out

Sleepy eyes

Words slippin' through

Tired nights

I'm thinking 'bout you

Link to the observatory I got that picture from

I pour my thoughts out of the window

(I don't need them anymore)

It drips on the roses of my garden

I watch their petals darken

at my funeral, the audience will watch my favourite comfort movie and whoever checks their phone first gets disinherited.

Permanent dark eye circles squad

hades explaining that he’s the god of the dead, not the god of death