–lines/phrases/wtvr for future use; for journal entries, fleeting thoughts, a future novel that'll never be written... unknown to all except me

• i never remember our last kisses as much as i always try to.
• my life seems to be stained with the silver light of sadness.
• decay exists as an extended form of life.
• you cannot kill me in a way that matters.
• but i continue anyways / growing smaller and smaller / and i fear that i’ll persist / til nothing is left of me
• grievance feels like i’m vomiting my heart out.