it’s like one thousand paper cuts soaked in vinegar like the battles with yourself that leave you insecure it’s all just a numbing charade until the day you finally wake up and you’re not afraid.
when it rains on your parade, look up rather than down without the rain there...– Gilbert K. Chesterton
happy earth day
fate is an elegant, cold-hearted whore she loves salting my wounds, yes she enjoys nothing more i bleed confidence from deep within my guts now i’m the king of this pity party with my jewel-encrusted crown
heaven’s not a place where you go when you die it’s that moment in life where you touch her and you feel alive
the creep →
so long as men can breathe and eyes can see so long lives this, and this gives life to thee -shakespeare<3
it’s heavy and it hurts and it’s love
i love you.
i try and i try but i just can’t.