they should let me listen to music while looking out the window of a train for my entire life

Not now babe, I'm experiencing the unbearable weight of my own emotional insignificance

I hope I never get tired of the night sky, of thunderstorms, of watching cream make galaxies in my coffee. This world is ugly. I hope I never grow to be someone who can no longer see the small beautiful things.

I want to run away. somewhere far, far enough that it’s across the ocean. not recognize one single face. I just want to leave.

hold my hand to remind me i exist

Don't be shackled by the idea that going out can only be done with a group of friends, learn to feel comfortable going alone [remembers that encouraging consumerism isn't progressive] into the deep dark woods