whether it be in lines for merch or in line for love I seem to always be waiting until I get there and the moment of torture has past and even though I’m alone in line right now pretending to text but I’m actually writing stream-of-consciousness because waiting in line alone to get autographs of merch I do not have yet is extremely excruciating but worth it in the end the waiting and hoping and wallowing is always worth it in the end because now I know how the universe works
through saying something will happen
letting that wish or hope go
flying free in the wind of reality and
just when you’ve forgotten that you’ve asked for something
it happens in real-life
it becomes your own reality
but you have to let it go
in order for it to
manifest into something tangible and magical and beautiful and raw
I feel like that’s the story of my life
waiting
always waiting
but I’ve accepted that everything great comes after everything awful and you can’t have one without the other