true love story. NASSIE.
"The number of hours we have together is actually not so large. Please linger near the door uncomfortably instead of just leaving. Please forget your scarf in my life and come back later for it."
poem by Mikko Harvey
when i was 13 people assumed i was super mature but i was actaully just really depressed expirencing severe suicidal thoughts and read sylvia plath for the first time
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