What if Netflix doubled as a dating service like “here are 7 other singles that watched Orange Is The New Black for 8 hours straight in your area”
i put my hand against my chest
and i swear i couldn’t feel
the beating of my heart.
every day i become a little bit
more convinced that i am a ghost
wandering the earth aimlessly,
searching for god knows what.
(slowly, i am learning that
breathing does not necessarily mean
that you are alive.)
—the respiration of an apparition // j.d.k.