Scribe your soul out

elllowww peeps i like when the skies are blue but the sunn thooo.

you never, i mean NEVER, truly know what people are going through.

i love y’alls love.

i love having tiny squares in my head.

there is a small space called the in between between not having and having, where craving settles and lingers. i don’t want comfort i prefer silence. something in me hates the fact that you listen now, that you pause when i say something isn’t right, that you ask for my opinion and take it seriously. i see your potential while feeling myself stretched thin at the edge, less tolerant, less patient, emptied out. i’ve let go of things i once fought for, and i’m no longer who i thought i was meant to be. what i want most is escape. i no longer measure things through your eyes, i don’t feel the need to be liked anymore, and the distance in me has turned cold and hollow. for years i wanted this safety, steadiness and now that it’s here, it feels fake, like something imagined too long. i see now that i may never need it, that some of it lived only in my head, and that you may never change or do but that no longer moves me. i want to leave everything as it is and go. i’m no longer in the middle, not pulled to either side. maybe it’s freedom, maybe it’s peace, maybe it’s just running, anything it is idk and i don’t want to know either.

there is a small space called the in between between not having and having, where craving settles and lingers. i don’t want comfort i prefer silence. something in me hates the fact that you listen now, that you pause when i say something isn’t right, that you ask for my opinion and take it seriously. i see your potential while feeling myself stretched thin at the edge, less tolerant, less patient, emptied out. i’ve let go of things i once fought for, and i’m no longer who i thought i was meant to be. what i want most is escape. i no longer measure things through your eyes, i don’t feel the need to be liked anymore, and the distance in me has turned cold and hollow. for years i wanted this safety, steadiness and now that it’s here, it feels fake, like something imagined too long. i see now that i may never need it, that some of it lived only in my head, and that you may never change or do but that no longer moves me. i want to leave everything as it is and go. i’m no longer in the middle, not pulled to either side. maybe it’s freedom, maybe it’s peace, maybe it’s just running, anything it is idk and i don’t want to know either.

The oldest negro nation they said mtsm

currently my favorite place( channel)

people should start believing when you tell them you ain’t shit.

i love hafsa god.

holiday naps are the best.

my favorite word has become ከሳሽ women hood?

I wish trains here were more aesthetically pleasing.

i wish trains where aesthetically pleasing here.

why do i have to drink ቂቤ mentioning you are sick makes you sick more goddd

You will stop cringing at yourself once you accept it's all just in your head.

ellow babes

If you cant say something bad about your side or say something good about their side, you're brainwashed.

things my mind gets really confused about is. how do people get massages? like how are you comfortable with some stranger rubbing oil on you😭 don't mind me sera fet negn