“The moon is beautiful isn’t it?”

“I have roots too deep to retract from the soil in which I was born”

my determination to study does not hold a candle to the flame of my passion for storytelling

To me, you look like the small halo of light that surrounds a sun soaked object

I just finished The Silver Book by Olivia Laing and it made me wonder how I’m supposed to form relationships with the knowledge that they will inevitably decay if I feel this deeply about fictional ones

Feeling passion is like sinking your teeth into the delicate underbelly of life and realising how delicious it tastes

I want to exit non-corporeally for a little bit, it feels as if I need a break from my own reflection

I’m taking hobby suggestions other than ravenously consuming content until my head explodes

yes therapists are good but have you ever had a deep convo with a slightly unstable teenage girl

I’ve been thinking about all the problems I’ve been facing in life recently and I’ve come to the conclusion I need to throw my phone into a lake

Thank you Harlan Guthrie, we say in unison