i really am the most serious person out there i cant comprehend jokes and shit and like why people like to dance and basically i know how to survive life-endangering situations and heavy abuse but i have no clue on how to have fun which is why im a terrible friend. like im pretty good at listening and shit but going out? having fun??? i dont know how to do this without intellectualizing everything and Thats Not How You Have Fun Babey
Tag: gino’s soliloquy
me: *reads articles on how difficult it is to translate poetry*
also me: i can’t believe translating poetry is so difficult. maybe it’s all because im a dumbass. probably.
i really need to reorganize my bookshelves lmao its a big fucking mess and ive got like….. maybe 300 books or something now
emotionally its 4am and im smoking a cigarette at my window but physically i dont smoke and im dreaking tea in front of my computer
do i quote Christine and The Queens in my next poem?
“la lumière comme dernier geste” ce serait bien en exergue de littéralement tout ce que j’ai écrit jusqu’à maintenant lmao
la vache j’avais oublié à quel point “Here” était #mood
do i quote Christine and The Queens in my next poem?
“la lumière comme dernier geste” ce serait bien en exergue de littéralement tout ce que j’ai écrit jusqu’à maintenant lmao
do i quote Christine and The Queens in my next poem?
throwback to that one time in 2014 when i literally held hands with a pretty girl on an italian beach at sunset, chatting about our future life, without realising i was being gay
throwback to that one time in 2013 when i literally fell down TWICE because a pretty girl smiled at me and everyone was concerned my internal ear was fucked up while i still didn’t understood i was being gay
throwback to that one time in 2013 when a girl literally recited a poem about lesbians to me while kneeling and i thought she really liked poetry and didn’t realise it was her being gay
throwback to that one time in 2014 when i literally held hands with a pretty girl on an italian beach at sunset, chatting about our future life, without realising i was being gay
throwback to that one time in 2013 when i literally fell down TWICE because a pretty girl smiled at me and everyone was concerned my internal ear was fucked up while i still didn’t understood i was being gay




