thought dump, the sequel + expanding vocabulary |
waldspräch // literally: forest conversation. the feeling of being lost in conversation, similar to how one gets lost in the woods. nachtsuppe // literally: night soup. the specific feeling of malaise that causes one to eat not just a midnight snack in the dead of night, but a whole meal. usually soup.
general question for fashion, life, and achieving clarity: if i don't find a poncho like logan's soon, am i really living?
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❝ what's a scene from a film you can't get out of your mind? not just one you like, but one you look up clips of on youtube because you feel a compulsive need to watch it multiple times.
❝ if you were an analogous color scheme, what colors would you be? ❝ describe a specific feeling you don't have a word for, and i'll make a compound noun for you. songs i annoy lockdown partners with by singing to myself all day
⚘ asexual wellbeing okay kaya
⚘ daydream the aces ⚘ southwark yumi zouma ⚘ velour and velcro the districts ⚘ es ist leicht haller potential public grabs for attention
☑ 1. post pictures of myself in fishnets to instagram
☑ 2. ask fans to tag me with old live videos in their insta-stories so i can drown myself in nostalgia (claim it's for #tbt) ☐ 3. start a fight with someone in my mentions, somehow make it look like i'm not punching down ☐ 4. pretend to accidentally tweet a friend's nude? ☐ 5. write a tell-all memoir about my family that's mostly lies
what i've learned about myself
i can feel genuine love for a cockroach. i'm surprisingly good at living without a full wardrobe. i can genuinely feel like a terrible person when i make a roach hiss. i don't miss some things as much as i thought i would. again, if anything happens to this roach i'll fucking die.
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are you a hogling, porket, hog-babe, or gruntling?
also, it's kidding season...
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