Don’t fall in love with me. Not unless you’re ready for a God damn fight. I don’t want frailty, or fiction and fairy tales. I want you to be irrational, because I’m irrational. Be bold. Speak your mind. I want your wildfires, and obscenities. I want your passion, and priorities. Protect what’s yours. I’ll defend what’s ours. Let us fight against routines and bad habits, and anything typical. And don’t you dare quit. Not on us, not on yourself.
kurt cobain in his suicide note wrote, “it’s better to burn out than to fade away.” and the more i think about it, the more it strikes me. would you rather slowly lose your light? like you’re the night sky slowly losing its darkness as the morning comes around for the sun to steal away all of your brightness or would you rather be a wild fire taking over the forest and slowly being put out?
🤓 love days like these, enjoying the rays of sun whilst working on some arty stuff (and getting distracted by ozzy running and jumping around) 😼 PMA is the only way, have a lovely weekend everyone ✨✌🏻️ (also v chuffed that my tomato plant is doing so well 💁🏼)