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kaii-needs-naps · 2 years
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kaii-needs-naps · 2 years
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my favorite thing about you is the way you look at me
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kaii-needs-naps · 2 years
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Winter feels nostalgic now
With the sun staying with me for a few hours more
Just like you
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kaii-needs-naps · 4 years
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Monday seemed like it would be different. It was better than most days. I cleaned.
I was getting tired of the same layout, it was starting to suffocate me. I cleaned. There was a surprising amount of paper in my closet. Assignments pamphlets, so on... Monday was different.
I thought maybe the rest of the week could be productive. Somehow, one thing or another would get in the way (family matters, a friend's crisis...) and I wouldn't be able to do anything productive for myself. It was discouraging. Still kept trying though. I was set on being different. Being better.
The thing about me is I've been down for years. Every year was worse too... I'm 26 and I haven't made the effort to improve myself. Recently, the disappointment and self pity has gotten so heavy it made me physically sick. I got tired of everything and just as I was on the brink of a mental breakdown... My room. It looked so disgusting. I got to cleaning.
That happened at 4 in morning. I cleaned. Now it's Thursday and I done. Every is organized and looking great...
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kaii-needs-naps · 4 years
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spotify over here tryin to make me cry
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kaii-needs-naps · 5 years
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A girl sits at a table, unaware of the chatter of the people around her. She's creating a world in her mind. It's nothing special, nothing new. This world has a hero (no, it's not her, that would be pretentious). The hero has flaws, they aren't perfect, but they're trying. There's danger, a lover, a lesson, the works...
A stranger interrupts her daydream, asks for her spot at the snall rable in the small cafe. The girl is done, so she agrees. She heads out, into the cold, busy streets. Admiring the city, she gets caught up in the noise. She imagines a woman...
A car honks... she crosses the street... A man walks by. Is he a spy? No, he's regular man. He's going to work, but he won't make it. He'll run into a charismatic old woman who will take him through time and space to...
The train is here. She, the girl, follows the crowd in. Standing, she closes her eyes, takes in the shuffling of feet, the coughs, the movement... She sees herself... Standing alone. There's something on the train with her but she dares not to acknowledge it... She opens her eyes and stares out the window. Everything moves so quickly, yet everyone is still... She'll be home soon.
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kaii-needs-naps · 5 years
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I should be doing my homework but I'm procrastinating. Also, I suck at coding. This is gonna take a while.
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kaii-needs-naps · 5 years
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Sadness is such an inconvenient feeling
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