#angelcandy

Don't ever think small about yourself. There's only one you in this hundred billion galaxies—your presence echoes in this vast unfathomable universe.

It feels the way it felt last time. The acrid stench of burning fires everywhere fills my nostrils and I can't help but notice that I'm repeating myself. I suffocate underneath good and bad days because no matter what I do, it doesn't make much of a difference. Purposely, I leave dirty handprints on every surface I touch, black mould between every crack, and I am running out of clean air to breathe. I fall asleep. I hope for it to be eternal.

Be kind to others until they give you a reason not to.

Love can mend a broken heart. But it still has sharp edges around it

I am both a raging storm and a parching drought.

I kept searching for more sad words to describe how I felt after you abandoned me.