LUNAR - LUST .

 if i loved you less i might be able to talk about it more if i loved you less i might be able to talk about it more if i loved you less i might be able to talk about it more if i loved you less i might be able to talk about it more if i loved you less i might be able to talk about it more if i loved you less i might be able to talk about it more if i loved you less i might be able to talk about it more if i loved you less i might be able to talk about it more if i loved you less i might be able to talk about it more if i loved you less i might be able to talk about it more if i loved you less i might be able to talk about it m

literally NOTHING can compare to found family stories like that trope is the actual physical beating heart in my chest. choosing your family, who you want to love and heal with, who you believe in and viciously defend and trust. forming those bonds on your own is SUCH a lovely, compelling narrative that we should NOT sleep on. thanks.

Grief, I’ve learned, is really just love. It’s all the love you want to give, but cannot. All that unspent love gathers up in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and in that hollow part of your chest. Grief is just love with no place to go