thoughts

nostalgia is the mood board memory made for itself

screenshot your feelings before they disappear

post something beautiful and don’t explain it

maybe the algorithm just wants to be seen too.

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

my camera roll is just emotional weather data

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

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

the internet left the tab open for a reason