i need this man to write a memoir but i also need him to stay far away from writing anything because i know it will destroy me fully

mikki brammer

heartfelt admission: i have no idea why this blog is still alive. social media seems meaningless. in fact, many things that used to give me joy now seem meaningless. sometimes i find myself trying to just kill time here as if it were just a damn habit or a small sense of responsibility to you. now im not sure if i need it. or if you need it. what im trying to say is that this place will probably cease to exist just like ~~ricochet on my mind~~ did. there wont be frequent updates or exceptionally beautiful posts here. maybe i’ll show up once in a long while to drop a regular photo or a song thats stuck in my head. or another piece of poetry that ripped my heart out. but thats it. i dont want anything else. neither do you

you can unsubscribe if you want, of course. im sorry if i disappointed you in any way. im not sorry i made this decision, though
thank you for you ?

in the end aren’t we all scared children, constantly afraid in this world, full of regret but more than anything — full of love?