"I am forever in alongside the boys in jumpers
On bikes from schools and cars
With autumn leaves fallen sparse across mid-afternoon.
She blazed about how
'Cultural language is an operation system;
A simple interface rendered feeble and listless
When tested with a divinity or a true understanding
Of the human condition.
I never did understand - the duality of art and reality;
Living life and treating it as such, but with a certain disconnect,
To touch that cajoles at the artist with comfort and abandon.
And between the spires and rolling roofs of the white city,
That orange, English light cast only one, singular shadow,
For you are not beside but within me"
- "Loving Someone" The 1975 

Cynn/Julia || She/They

Hey, there! I'm Cynn, an ordinary writer with an utter lack of motivation 99 percent of the time

I hardly write as of recently, due to a lot of things going on offline, but I'm trying to make my way back little by little !! 

Check out my listography for a little more about me!!!

feel free to message me if you ever wanted to talk, I don't bite!