I sung of chaos and eternal light .

without arts & crafts we are in hell

i keep thinking about this: maybe love isn’t a destination or a possession but an influence. a force that changes your shape. that helps you become. and when it’s gone, it doesn’t mean you’ve lost it. it means you’ve absorbed it. the people who leave don’t take it with them. they leave it behind in you.

no matter what happens in actuality, it is a relief to think: i will have a beautiful life. i will have small luxuries. i will reach my goals. i’ll win in every universe

ever since i was a little girl i’ve always known i’m a big fan of alone time

Y'all I wish it was "no thoughts head empty"- instead I'm "many thoughts head full" bitch I am at capacity

Ohhhhhj so the childhood self doesn't disappear forever they come back as a ghost when you are struggling to break into adulthood and sit with you during your lunch break so you're not alone. Alright

I am not meant for casual. I was born for soul crushing devotion.

healing happens in circles, not lines. you will return to old places with new eyes.