Be cringe.

l am not meant for casual. I was born for soul crushing devotion. I was not made for light touches or half-meant goodnights. My heart was stitched for something that swallows whole. The kind of love that lingers in your bones long after the body has moved on.

“I can’t get used to you not loving me anymore”

The end of everything

To inspire an untamable sense of urgency in regards to active, boot-laced compassion. To actively imagine a better world and to write it down so that others might imagine it as well. To destroy the myth of our collective powerlessness. To create beauty where there isn't yet beauty. To remind people they are not alone. To un-war our relationships to each other and to ourselves.