Brock08 - Untitled

"Come with me.. take my hand and follow me into the sea, this sea of stars that spans eternity. Come with me, hold my hand as we walk from constellation to constellation as if we were walking through a park.. let's see what magic we can find in a meadow of stars, a wild garden of sorts. Let us ride the waves of a supernova to the edges of light.."

What magic we would find in the stars together - eUë

I’d love to hear your voice and see your smile again. You’ve been on my mind a lot these last couple weeks, I found a few of your old notes and doodles as I was sorting through my storage preparing for the move. Even with the time that has passed and everything that has happened, they brought a much needed smile to my face as everything else in my life has seemed to be in an uncontrollable downward spiral. Even if I don’t hear from you, thank you for those moments. They have helped me through some difficult and uncertain times. You are missed more than I know how to express. I hope you see this and this message finds you in good spirits and doing well.

I thought you were the most amazing woman in the world, yet you went and proved that you wanted to be just like everyone else. Congrats, you’re nothing but a memory to me now.

Yup, bed all day sounds amazing. Back to teaching myself coding to distract my self from all these hellacious intrusive thoughts. Like, “thanks brain, I get it you hate me too, can we be a little more chill about it though? “

“Move on,” you hear, but to what howling emptiness?

— Denise Riley, from "Little Eva," Say Something Back & Time Lived, Without Its Flow