don’t forget that what you see isn’t all there is

im running out of time.

growth is a lonely process

the universe is not only stranger than we imagine, it’s stranger than we can imagine.

one less meal ; one less mile

i only wanna be where you are.

I tried once to love the moon
but he was pale with grief and his tangled grin, silent to the fireflies in my lungs.
I longed to plaster galaxies along the canvas of my flesh.
once starved by a myth,
where is the purpose?
what have i not found?