otraliam

i just came back on here to say i love ezra miller. that is all. 

otraliam

i lost my craving for words, my temptation to type away everything that comes to mind. im blank, and every ounce of creativity is drained from me, almost as if my cup of thoughts broke, and all there's left is empty glass and broken promises. i know i sound dramatic, but there's nothing i love more than writing, im attached to it in a way that no one will ever understand - and im okay with that. i just want my words to come back. i keep losing things and people, but i cant handle losing my love for writing, it's kind of the only thing holding me together rn 
          
          sorry for rambling i just needed to get it out somehow