HEADING !

֍ I will make this a silly diary.

do you ever miss something that only exists in your fantasies. often do i find myself yearning for the places i've experienced a glimpse of while daydreaming and stimulating my synesthesia. an imaginary someone i can only reach during those hazy nights, when my longing is strong enough to reach them.

Ironically, the fantasy of this chokehold cradling my throat is the only thing that lets me breathe from this suffocating life. My sweetest desire is to dance with you to our favorite melodies, before we surrender ourselves to the relief of death. I would love nothing more than to share the most freeing moment one could ever experience with whom I adore most. It is something I've painfully yearned for ages, yet found most comfort in during my miseries. Being haunted by this desire is something I'm glad about nevertheless.