silly little images i found on pinterest :>
And you know what that means!
Corporate pandering and more than usual homophobia.
Go pride!
Maybe all we'll get to look at is the burning grass and the pitch black void, but it'll be okay.
take me back to when I wished on eyelashes, full of childish hope, when I used to ask for toys for christmas.
I find an eyelash now, and wish for everything to turn out okay. I don't believe anymore, but wishing on eyelashes just fills me with longing for what was and what never will be.
Maybe weβre meant to be, or maybe weβre not.
Only time will tell