Rachelle Toarmino
My love language in flower emojis. My kink: when he puts his phone down....
My love language in flower emojis. My kink: when he puts his phone down....
I have been made to cry in the fridge section of the Pharmaprix by a bottle of sparkling water. The luxe brand from Norway that comes in the big cylindrical 800 ml bottle that handles like a weapon. I am confronted by this bottle and the seeming impossibility of all...
what kind of person does it make me to cry at the horizon or even say the word horizon or even think about the idea of a horizon? the horizon can only be seen in the city from high up views so good thing my apartment building is tall....
heavy biking euphoria. can't stop twitching. it's like twitch plays pokemon, except instead of pokemon you just twitch uncontrollably and shitpost [day 26]...
Roses burn Silver glints Slices smoke Into projections Some call history...
When you first came along, you made more sense than the others. As you cradled me and all of their eyes shot towards us, I understood. No matter how big I got, you still held me that same way, even when I didn’t want you to. ...
My best friend with whom I ate the weed before I left the city sends me a meme about when ur trying to have a conversation but then the edibles kick in and I feel so much love...
while I am a river whose loss is building a whole new canyon in the mountain of myself....
i want you to relax close the third eye silence your sixth sense drop your weapons forget the future for the moment...
— and that chair? — that chair is mine, I sit on it — and the sun? — everything is mine because I say so...
andy was disgusted with joseph’s use of felt and wax and just the whole viscosity of his poetry. his whole haptic thing....