idk these tags anymore

my go-to backpack these days, with my trusty bullet journal and some basic stationery in my muji pencil case (^o^)

They forced poison under your skin
and your veins started glowing with starlight.
They left bruises on your heart
and yet it still kept beating.
They dragged you into the darkness
and you came out shining.
—  Shadows failing to kill the light // k.s.