And so being young and dipped in folly I fell in love with melancholy.
Edgar Allan Poe, Romance 1831
Over the Garden Wall (2014)
St. Peter's Basilica.
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My relationship with time is complicated. I either feel like four hours is two minutes or I feel like five minutes is twelve hours. Months don't make sense because some of them feel like they take four months and others don't feel like months at all. I could've sworn I was 16 eight years ago and I feel like I've been alive at least 74 years and this month doesn't feel like January because I'm still in the same mental state as I was in November.
bookstore cats...the cutest!
Anne Sexton, from a poem featured in The Death Notebooks titled “Hurry Up Please It’s Time,”
Over the Garden Wall
Chapter 9 - Into the Unknown
This is the only tiktok you'll ever need, I've made about 13 of these and I'm not stopping anytime soon
ancient greek notes and current reads