Breakfast convos: “I want to be Felix” “I want you to be Felix” “Harsh. Fair.”

Boyfriends have a lot to thank Vessel for, just saying.

One of these days soon I’m going to run out of words and then what do i do.

I like it when people’s light comes out in freckles.

Unrealised ideas are just a bunch of pretty flowers in a vase.

“What’s the Netherlands, do we like them?”

From Kevin Kantor's book, Please Come Off-Book. #poem #books #writing

A mirror that reflects the way others see you.

Grew up in theatre but never pursued it despite a strong pull by the universe - my contrarian attraction was stronger. That big space is not empty, just full of nostalgia.

Fade in > fade out

Inside me there are 2 wolves and one loves colourful tat.

Also, a live review metaljunkbox.com/live-reviews...

My review writing love hate relationship has birthed another child - goatreview.org/kazea-i-ance...

It’s 150% or nothing at all and frankly this is frustrating me and everyone else around and the wait for titration is long - not that I think medication will resolve it, but dialling back to 100% would be nice.

Please enjoy all meltdowns equally.

I wish there was a physical room to go when you’re sad, away from opinions and judgement. Instead, I’ll just add another brick to this inside wall.

Crisp sunny morning. Fresh grass. Chest flutterings. Transition.

So many interesting new releases but it feels like summer (I’ve never jumped the gun before) and I need Glass Animals.

Happy Friday, the dishwasher needed to break.

Review | Délirant - Thoughteater by @ckwisnotaname.bsky.social "Thoughteater is one of the boldest raw black metal albums of the past two or three years." echoesanddust.com/2025/03/deli...

Some people really are like a pebble in one’s shoe.

The 9pm sudden urge to go back to short hair.

I think my personality type is super excited on the brink of burnout. Yes I forgot to eat again.

I’m exhausted at the thought of masking. Chest high walls

Maybe the brain fog is just me forgetting to wear glasses. Or maybe it’s a bad case of the Mondays.

Nothing quite like the love of a cat when one’s poorly.

From Andrea Gibson's book, Lord of the Butterflies: bookshop.org/a/862/978194... #poetry #books #writing

Heavy music with trumpets is my love language.

Smell nice or go away.

Goosebumps from Shakira's Grammys performance, y not.

From Mikko Harvey's book, Let the World Have You: bookshop.org/a/862/978148... #poem #poetry #mikkoharvey #books #writing

I love Sailor Moon.

Breakfast chats: just keep on doing it for the love. Think I needed to hear this today.

I get involved in posty business again goatreview.org/holls-ill/

What do cats dream about?

Best snack www.bbcgoodfood.com/health/nutri...

I seem to be having a great time leaning into my repressed parts so gonna go all out.

Deine Lakaien will always serve as my reminder that lack of communication results in losing people one cares for (a lot). Saudade.

Been a long time since I've last cried because I hate my hair. Not feeling like yourself kindof sucks, shock and horror.

Maybe tomorrow is a good day for tahini cookies.

I love it when strangers make conversation and I can't tell if it's humour and I need to haha or if they're serious and I'm supposed to say something that makes sense but nips the chit chat in the bud.

Severance is just Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind on acid.

My hair colour's gone all wrong and I now feel like a goth.

This is out today and it might be worth a few spins. I even managed to string some thoughts together goatreview.org/beneath-a-st...

This Hølls album is my cup of tea probably a bit more than all the other cups of tea I've had this month.

The new Harakiri for the Sky is out on Friday and I blabbed about it here metaljunkbox.com/albums/harak...

Having a metalcore morning and I don't even feel (too) guilty for it. There's a time and a place for everything.

All this office talk about deconstructed schnitzels and cured egg yolks made me kind of hungry.

I might have a slight obsession with the new Besna record.

"Seems like God's not alive to me" - R., 5yo