My Personality Without Body

Some bridges yearn for the fire. Be intentional in your arson. Cross them. Burn them. Allow yourself a brief moment to look back and admire the heat and glow. Then, having left yourself no other choice, move forward.

Tumblr isn't even a website to me it's like if my diary was a groupchat

“Don’t be afraid of the clocks, they are our time, time has been so generous to us. We imprinted time with the sweet taste of victory. We conquered fate by meeting at a certain time in a certain space. We are a product of the time, therefore we give back credit where it is due: time. We are synchronized, now and forever. I love you.” (Gonzalez-Torres, 1988)

For your own sanity, let things be…

I like being low key… you’ll see me when you see me.