fuck i feel immortal

* 07.23.25 // 1:00 am*
Mood: electric
Listening to: " Thursday - Understanding In a Car Crash "

okay so it’s like 1am and i just got home from the beach and i swear to god the moon was trying to tell me something, but it was in a different language that i dont know yet but i might a long time from now.

My boyfriend put in an old mixtape (or mixcd? idk atp, im barely lucid) and we sat in his trunk and jammed. it was sacred. felt like being at church except you want to be there and jesus on the cross is ozzie. (im gonna miss that old fart)

He held my hand the whole time. like.... without needing to. not for show. just because he wanted to. that never stops being weirdly fucking revolutionary to me.

i don’t know.

it’s like everything is beautiful right now in a stupid, heart wrenching way. summer tastes like grape soda and a stale carton of cigarettes and i’m 21 but i still feel like i'm 17 and waiting for something huge to happen, except maybe this is it.

maybe this is the huge thing. maybe it’s just this: friends who scream to music with you. boys who kiss your forehead and remember your favorite bands. feeling like the night could last forever.

i’m getting kind of sleepy and probably too emotional but… whatever. if no one reads this, that’s fine. i’m still gonna write it. this is mine. so feck off scrubs!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

• another piercing 
• a heavy weight hoodie 
• a fucking lighter. 
• vampire fangs to go with a vampy lip