Led Zeppelin, Earls Court 1975

night reading

sweet dreams are made of screams

𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓-𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒂𝒎𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒆

𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝑰'𝒅 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒏

i am no longer able to picture myself in a romantic relationship. all my life i've avoided human connection and running away from it is all i know to do. i see others' relationships falling apart, repeated realisation that in the end of the day people care primarily for themselves and even the best intentions don't protect you from hurting yourself and others, making care for anyone else feel foolish. not getting involved seems like the perfect solution to avoid hurting, but the problem is that i already do.

i do firmly believe that everything, including people's attention, is finite. trust me, i'd love to think otherwise but it just seems more and more every day like you have to fight for every single thing no matter how little it may be or how much you need it. you just have to prove yourself time and time again and, if someone better just stumbles along, you'll still get nothing

changed my mind. i don't wanna talk to people anymore.

i desperately wish to get to know someone from the middle. start out by talking about movies, ideal night out or something. names and professions later.

i'm sick of the small talk and routine "getting to know each other" questions.

i'm sick of telling people where i'm from and where i work.

i'm sick of receiving this information that ultimately is so surface-level and doesn't tell me anything i want to know about the person standing in front of me.

Do you ever wonder how much you exist in other people’s lives? I’m always curious if people think of me when a certain song comes on, or when they pass through a certain town. I wonder how many stories I’ve been a part of that I may have forgotten. I wonder if I still I exist in the minds of people that I don’t speak to anymore. I wonder how many times a day I pass through someone’s head.