What do you fear when you fear everything? Time passing and not passing. Death and life. I could say my lungs never filled with enough air, no matter how many puffs of my inhaler I took. Or that my thoughts moved too quickly to complete, severed by a perpetual vigilance. But even to say this would abet the lie that terror can be described, when anyone who's ever known it knows that it has no components but its instead everywhere inside you all the time, until you recognize yourself only by the tensions that string one minute to the next.

milo callum

𝘛𝘏𝘌  𝘌𝘠𝘌𝘚  𝘛𝘌𝘓𝘓  𝘚𝘛𝘖𝘙𝘐𝘌𝘚  𝘛𝘏𝘌  𝘔𝘖𝘜𝘛𝘏  𝘐𝘚  𝘛𝘖𝘖  𝘚𝘊𝘈𝘙𝘌𝘋  𝘛𝘖  𝘚𝘗𝘌𝘈𝘒 .

ELIAS MICHAEL MORGAN; an aesthetic moodboard

SEATTLE TASK #1 — character moodboard

for Margaux Josephine Lehrer-Barrett

⤷ dreams to dream, in the dark of the night. when the world, is wrong, i can still make it right.