is it a loss? or is it a redirection?

i hope march lands softly like a bird on your shoulder and sings the sweetest song for you i hope its light drenches your soul i hope it leaves you stunned by its tenderness and more hopeful than ever

you’re not alone in the universe. at the very least, you have libraries, flowers, strawberries, poetry, stars, and the moon.

someone being patient with you is one of the softest forms of love

this isnt funny anymore i want to go crazy crazy crazy till we see the sun

something in me is shifting & cracking open slowly but I feel it while I’m making coffee & I feel it while I’m at work serving customers & smiling & I feel it when my boyfriend is asleep next to me in bed with a show on in the background & I feel it when I’m taking a shower. something is waking up, tapping me on the shoulder of my heart, whispering in its ear, shaking me awake

noah fence but how do ppl 5′5″ and under like survive….

elaborate tunnel system

crumbs

my eyes are positioned such that i can see the sky above me so that i will be aware of hawks and owls

how lucky we are that, even crushed under the weight of sadness & grief, we are capable of giving love and joy to other people, and they are often more than happy to give some back.

what if it all worked out