that’s the one trouble with this country: everything, weather, all, hangs on too long. like our rivers, our land: opaque, slow, violent; shaping and creating the life of man in its implacable and brooding image.
forecast accurate / a southern gothic photo series from my sophomore year 2018
sometimes the sun is so beautiful i want to just look at it for hours but then i also want to play minecraft so usually i end up playing minecraft
i think that in the world there are little birds.
These little birds are delicate and must be held gently so as not to damage their soft bones.
it is a good thing to be alive in a world with little birds. Little birds i could hold, and give a little kiss.
my cat has Stars in his eyes and love in his heart
may this year be kinder and gentler to you
thank you and i love you for being safe.
we are always enough.
there are those who will say we will never be enough.
But the truth is we were always more than enough. And they hate us for it.
if you haven’t, i hope you fall in love with life again. i hope you wake up with a happy sigh, hope you feel like doing things you enjoy, hope you are surrounded by people who make you feel safe, hope you smile at yourself in the mirror.
god things have been so hard recently
ah to be famous.
to leave my home to watch people pour out of their own houses and follow behind me.
To be the leader of a procession of my fans, all moving in sync.
None of them smile. They follow along behind me eyes unnaturally wide. People ahead join our procession regardless of if they know me or not. Some try to run away screaming. No one gets very far.
Ah fame. The best way to summon an army... an army who’s purpose is unknown. All we bring is chaos.
i think so much of life is just finding out there are a thousand different ways to lose things.
-come with mewe will lay under grass in moss and starsloneliness will be forgotten-
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