Hope — My Writing

me every time i see a gorgeous sunset: god is real and i believe in love as a powerful force of healing

11.22.63

I don’t wanna be that way

― Jenny Slate, Little Weirds

i am extremely analytical and everything needs to be explained… hate living in the unknown bitch i have to know everything or i will fall into a coma

“But you see, this crown has grown so very heavy, and I have become tired of seeing blood red stains soiling all that I touch.”

— rather death than kingship (x)

#mood

"Asteroid," poem assembled from quotations from Wikipedia articles

being in your 20s is like. every day i am playing with forces i can barely understand