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• My Life As Myself •

The creator of this blog is currently trying to be a proper adult. Here, they try to figure out life through photography, writing, music and the occasional existential crisis. Enjoy.

• My Life As Myself •

The creator of this blog is currently trying to be a proper adult. Here, they try to figure out life through photography, writing, music and the occasional existential crisis. Enjoy.

reminiscing

antarctic child em 08.05.17
Reminiscing about the prom I never had,the one I'd imagined differently.I thought the room would be dimly lit,in a soft shade of blue.And there would've been a bowl of red punchjust like in the (...)

False nostalgia

antarctic child em 04.05.17
I live part of my life in the past,feeling nostalgia for the days I wasn't yet alive for;immersing myself in the culture I was never a part of. I buy old clothes and beat-up booksand let the (...)

Instantes noturnos

antarctic child em 30.04.17
Fúria e dor e suor frio.Não consigo evitar tremerde estômago vazio e sem vontade de o tentar encher. Levanto-me para percorrer o meu quarto desarrumado com um leve cheiro a incenso queimado no ar,na esperança de abafar

everything was reckless

antarctic child em 11.04.17
woke up from a nightmare.still trying to catch my breath. it felt like reality,only messier.made me feel alive,only scarier. everything was reckless,all my friends were careless.the future was (...)

aimless

antarctic child em 20.03.17
my head is spinningout of control.and I'm so dizzyI can't find home. I can't seemto see what's rightin front of me. so I walk through the night,aimlesslytrying to reachsomething that was (...)

a casa do poeta

antarctic child em 18.03.17
os objetos por arrumar;o pó que nunca foi limpo. as horas de sono e de trabalho fundidas;as cortinas permanentemente fechadas. os guardanapos e bocados de papel rasgadoamontoados num canto;as (...)

Bigger

antarctic child em 15.03.17
I started out so young;my dreams were so bigand they kept getting bigger.but everything's so scary now that I am grown. what the hell did I become?I used to be so fearless.maybe I was just (...)

I'm still here

antarctic child em 07.03.17
that day I've been dreading -it's getting too damn close.and I can already feelmyself stepping aside,in my mind. I try to rememberto breathe,in and out andout and in. I've already thoughtof (...)