To Live. For Now, for the Time Being.

Sean Pou. 20. SoCal. Studying Comparative World Literature at CSULB.“If you only read the books that everyone else is reading, you can only think what everyone else is thinking.” - Haruki Murakami



Me during the randomest times: oh shit I know what I’ll wear. 
Me 5 minutes later: ew


sun-drying:

it sounds egotistical, but sometimes, when im at a bar trying to talk to the same girl a “bro” is trying to “hit up”, i just stand down and think,

"keep talking. its okay. i’m as adorable as you are obnoxious."


I feel as though I’ve given vulnerable parts of me to the wrong people, and closed myself off entirely to the right people. How unfortunate of me. 


You became a routine. 
I was not afraid because I braced myself.
I was prepared- armed, equipped with a shield
to protect myself from your piercing love.

But you became a routine.
I got used to you. I began loving the idea of you.
But still, I guarded. I held my position until you gave up. 
And now that you’ve left, 
I long for the very same routine. 

It doesn’t matter what kind of stand a person takes in regards to their feelings. Once someone becomes a routine, and that flow is suddenly severed, you become an emotional wreck. 


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