miscellaneous

𝙚𝙭𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙞𝙪𝙢;

" why me? "

" that's a very Earthling question to ask, Mr Pilgrim. why you? why us for that matter? why anything? because this moment simply is. have you ever seen bugs trapped in amber? "

" yes. "

" well, here we are, Mr Pilgrim, trapped in the amber of this moment. there is no why. "

- kurt vonnegut, slaughterhouse-five

───── ❝ 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 ❞ ─────

𝘀𝘂𝗯𝗷𝗲𝗰𝘁 : flowery words and miscellanous poetry

𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗱 : 10/13

𝗲𝗻𝗱 : does it?

- imagine
porcelain, coloured-glass, ceramic—in shards, beautiful and broken and senseless. in a way, that is us,
that is your eyes, and therefore, my thoughts.

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