Beautiful Mess

you’re going to love again, find a job again, create art again, do what you love again, feel powerful again. you’re going to be back on track. i don’t know when, but you are going to feel like yourself again, eventually. this isn’t the end. hang in there.

remember, some things have to end for better things to begin

bedrooms are like. ok this is where i will travel the universe every night and cry and laugh and live my most authentic life which no one else sees

@ august please be a little gentle with me I’m so tired

my skills include reading an entire page of an academic text without absorbing a single word

this year has made me so fucking sensitive. pompeii by bastille, a song i barely like, came on the radio and it made me CRY

i just want to sit in front of the ocean for a little while

you dont wanna mess with me i cry easily