moon ✶

“stop romanticizing (bad thing)” sorry that i have a poets soul and can see the hidden beauty in the grotesque

Huge fan of human connection, and love, and loss, and laying in the dark at night with the fan on thinking about things other people taught me and crying grateful happy tears

if you're not obsessed with anything weird and niche please try harder. stop going outside for a while. consider getting weirder about the things you already like

happy new may's eve ! manifesting tender sunlight and birdsongs and mornings where rising and walking into the world feels natural and easy like a bird clapping its wings and evenings where the chilly wind reminds me of all the warmth i've known in my life and teaches me again and again how to be grateful for it