You see
Life is made up of these games that are constantly being played on repeat and we can talk all day about how life is a simulation and how we never really know if were in the right spot but i'm tired of those bedrooms at 2 am asking questions about the universe and i wanna be in those rooms that create a universe, the room of infinite possibilities and i never thought i'd say this but we are all our own gods and then me and Wes turned into fairies and we can share this space that we've created because it is all ours not for the world to take part in, or maybe the few selected, that thought isn't finished yet , but we only let the light in because we've all sat in darkness soo long that we understand that our light is derived from our darkness, and if i could write you anything I’d write about how once upon a time i thought the sun rose and set for someone other than me, about how i was foolish then, and i wouldn't say i am anymore and if i could go back to any time of my life it would be when i was foolish and I would tell her that the sun rises and sets only for her, and to stay foolish because when you are beautiful you need to stay foolish, and i would tell her love is a losing game and to only fall in love when it's real -k.ote
