a bleak state of mind

“I stand outside looking at the moon, thinking of you somewhere also bathed in its light.”

You deserve to be pounded hard and loved hard after ✨

“Woaah look at the moon” Me literally every night no matter what phase the moon is.

sexually attracted to good conversations and great music taste

“our” “us” “we” is a love language

my brain is so fucking mean to me man what's up with that. we're on the same team here buddy. fuckin get with it

I want to runaway, far from this place. I want to discover something new, something irrevocably captivating. I want a life that’s all about country roads and neon streetlights. I want connection, may it be from the foods that I would eat, the stores that I would drop by or the people that I would come across to. I want a life that revolves around maps and compasses. I want to breathe a different kind of air or discern another disparate culture. I want to drive so far and experience every possible struggles a traveller would face. I want to fill my camera with memories and ethnic collections of what I may never encounter again. I want to write about my travels and how I have finally found nirvana on the process. I want to unearth possibilities. I want to explore. I want to grasp adventure and seize every day. I want a journey in which I could go home and tell myself that I did not go as a whole but left little pieces of my heart to the places I have been.