This week has been pretty rough, luckily I can go home to an empty, quiet apartment, get into comfy clothes, put on some chill Indie music and smoke a bowl. I’m proud of where i am in my life right now and I have no one to thank, but myself. Life is definitely a beautiful struggle.
I’m often difficult to love. I go through dark periods like the moon and I hide from myself. But I promise I will kiss your wounds when they’re hurting. Even if they’re in your soul, I can find them with the light in my fingertips. I will lead you to the river so you can remember how beautiful it feels to be moved by something that is out of your control. And when our dark periods match, we can breathe with the grass and look at the night sky. The stars will remind us of the beauty in our struggles and we won’t feel lost.