"I think you should -" "Correction: I am in my own body, with my own mind; you do not and cannot tell me what to do."

what a strange feeling

dear stray eyelashes, ladybugs, dark tunnels, wishbones, dandelions, pennies, shooting stars, 11:11, and birthday candles, when will you do your job?

i think i love it // poetry rants

when you have too many thorns, all you can do is paint them in red, because, maybe then, they will look like petals [sequel to shades of blue]