the first step to being a poet is having delusions
sorry for romanticising the mundane. i have little else
only real springheads know about tipping their face up to the sun and enjoying a gentle breeze and birdsong
punxnkisses “warning this bitch bites” tee
moving is painful and makes my ocd something fierce but reflecting and feeling so grateful for the community i’ve been shown so far :( offers of sitting with me to pack, offers to help me physically move things, even though i’d rather do certain things alone. taking unwanted clothes from me, coworkers and friends giving me bags and boxes, offers to stay at people’s houses, offers of boxing things up for me, advice that’s made everything feel easier, feeling support from near and far. honestly this is just a generic situation but i am so grateful and i didn’t think i’d ever have this. i’m moving on my own but i don’t feel alone at all
Now 60, handpoked by his girlfriend when he was 16