i like the summertime because i feel like i am returning to a version of myself that only exists from may–august but she is always the same person each time and i like being her and seeing the world through her eyes again

Let people miss you. Let things unfold without your interference. Let life surprise you. Control is exhausting, trust is freedom.

I think the purest form of love is just wanting someone to notice life with you. "taste this. look at that. hear this song." again and again. until you can't imagine noticing life without them.

still around, just out the way

Life has made me so quiet. I just want to listen, no more talking, no more arguing, no more explaining. Just silence

whoops lost myself for about eight years there