REFORMATION
Holding on tightly to mamma's finger,
Our first fear was getting lost in the crowd
Then we grew up,
Held many other hands and let go of some
Slowly we saw our fear change
From getting lost to feeling lost amidst a crowd.
As a kid, we woke up in the middle of the night,
And then didn't go back to sleep
Thinking there might be demons under our bed
But as an adult,
it's harder to get any sleep
Because demons moved from under our beds to inside our heads.
(18.11.20)
“Growth is painful. Change is painful.But nothing is as painful as staying stuck somewhere you don’t belong.”
— Mandy Hale (via thoughtkick)
Mama Mia!
Going through my Likes and seeing the rampage that Tumblr was on.
So many good ones - Poof! Gone.
Chat where did all the Stanley Parable content go, I haven't had a meal in days come back 😞😞
me in planning stages of writing: this fucks. this is gonna be so fun.
me the minute i sit down to write: language is an unwieldy cudgel we use to beat the human experience to death in an attempt at ever communicating fully with another being. i wish intelligent life had never evolved. i want to go back to the cell stage like in spore