“My soul chose yours. And a soul doesn’t just forget that.”
— Ben Maxfield
listen, i dont care what you think. those women singing to me on the rocks are beautiful and im going to see them
anyone else remember being a child and seeing the very neat handwriting of other little girls and somehow knowing that you were a different genre of person than they were
literally no…i remember seeing bad handwriting & thinking “oh these other kids must be orphans or something”
fascinating to hear from the other genre, thanks for your contribution
Jane Austen - "Sense and Sensibility"
every woman should get a government subsidized large iced coffee in the morning
forming a parasocial relationship with the local outdoor cat
you deserve the love you keep trying to give to others.
come into bed and listen to the rain with me
there is no ‘right time’ there is just time and what you choose to do with it
find yourself then you can come find me
The Blue Room (2014)







