《note to self》

从柜底翻出《note to self》

准备看看connor franta的诗歌，还有第一章和最后一章，故事应该看不完了。

翻过目录的第一句话就吸引了我：

They say the truth will set you free, but what they neglect to mention is what happens when the truth isn't what you want to hear.

他们说真相会让你得以解脱，感到自由，但他们忽略了当真相不是你想听的会发生什么。

目录：

welcome to my happy place

lemon cakes in a better place

pattens

greed & desire

lingering shadows

broken

too hopeful for my own good

i am a ruin

seconds

a mind at its worst

you

better days

frames

bloodshot

arguments in antemeridian

up at 5 a.m

i saw a boy in larchmont

excuses, excuses

that one pink door

london

about last night

still hurts

hook-ups and come=downs

a monster in the closet

somebody else

a bitter pulp

i don't think people find themselves

before it happens

colors

footprints in the sand

us

wildfire

valentines's day

in his arms

new air

an old friend

innocence in february

listen to this

the only thing fair about this life

my eyes lie

repeat this until you believe it

build and rebuild

lisses

weekend

when i see the light

"this is an open diary. this gives my insides a voice throuth visuals and poetry; this is me spilled out on paper."

很期待我能感受到什么