thoughts

nostalgia is the mood board memory made for itself

if you’ve ever missed someone through a screen, you’re already one of us.

don’t worry. the machines are just as confused as we are.

post something beautiful and don’t explain it

my camera roll is just emotional weather data

the internet left the tab open for a reason

maybe the algorithm just wants to be seen too.

i cried in the notes app. it counted as poetry.

screenshot your feelings before they disappear