There’s a strange thing about memories—sometimes, they feel like the only thing we have left. I close my eyes, and I can still see my family sitting around the dinner table, laughing at a joke my uncle made. I can still hear my mother calling me to come inside before it gets too late. I can still feel the warm sun on my face as I walked home from school, thinking about my next big dream.
Now, those moments feel like they belong to another life. The streets aren’t the same. The people aren’t the same. And I—I don’t know if I’m the same either. But I hold onto those memories so tightly because they remind me of who I am, of the love I’ve known, of the warmth that still exists somewhere in this world.
If you’re reading this, take a moment to appreciate the little things. Hug your family. Send a message to an old friend. Step outside and take a deep breath of fresh air. 🌿 These are the moments that matter. These are the things that make life beautiful.
No matter where life takes me, I’ll never stop cherishing the love that shaped me. And I hope, wherever you are, you never stop appreciating the love around you too. 💙
HBD GERARD ARTHUR WAY 🎉🎉🎉
god, sometimes i wish i head a regular brain, because what do you mean i’m about to have an anxiety attack over small talk. make it make sense 😭
"Luigi's right to a fair trial is being infringed upon because he is being publicly treated as having the presumption of guilt as opposed to the presumption of innocence, which is what he is entitled to." – Karen Friedman Agnifilo
"i lost my fear of falling, i will be with you"
soooo excited for the three cheers deluxe!!!! i already listened to it (got 1 month free on apple music lol) and it's amazing. felt like i was listening to the album for the first time again.
enjoy this little piece i did inspired by joe bowler
☆ they/them ☆ 17 ☆ fixated on mcr ☆☆ #1 anxiety haver ☆
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