“what was your key motivation for this piece”
oh idk the due date
I T I S T I M E
Sext: I saw you for the first time in 3 years yesterday and all of a sudden I was 15 again and it was January and I still thought that love smelled like stale Christmas trees and tasted like snow. And we became adults together and fell apart like adults do because they don’t know anything more than children.
Sext: I saw you for the first time in 3 years yesterday, but you did not even act like you recognized me and suddenly I am 18 and it is June and love smells like melting asphalt and tastes like blood.
"The First One" by Claire Luisa (via tiny-dots-on-an-endless-timeline)
This moment should be taught in history class