Tag: fav

jupiterreed:

it’s january again, which means all around the world, a thousand shirts are being tucked in, and somewhere else, in a remote unnamed place, a clock shifts closer to midnight than ever before. i miss being 12, the pitfalls back then only felt like missing a step on your way down underground, and i suppose that’s better than feeling like an old song on the radio nobody can remember, that stilted, dreamless echo of notions long discarded. we used to swallow crayons back then because we wanted to touch the colours & our world was turning into an old newspaper clipping from 1949—so when the boy told me he loved me, i gave him a candy ring since that was the largest form of worship i knew. it’s january again & we’re all standing on our tip toes & mom’s pulling out the VHS tape from when you were a baby & the clouds heave with nostalgia & nothing feels any different but everything does