Maybe the journey isn't about becoming anything.
Maybe it's about unbecoming everything that isn't really you, so that you can be who you were meant to be in the first place.

Some days you exist like the last speaker of an extinct language. These are the silences that litter the heart

i've done nothing all summer but wait for myself to be myself again

If we were two sunflowers I would have faced you instead of the sun

Lord help anyone who stands in my way; for i am not merciful, and i am not kind, and I am not afraid to make you wish that i was

same howl, same

there is no need to ever ask me how I'm doing. it's safe to assume I'm crashing and burning at any given moment

I cannot tell you enough, how frequently people’s karma is just them having to live with themselves. you won’t have to look out for a catastrophic event in their life. their karma is having to live with themselves as a miserable person, who has no regard for hurting others.

nothing excites me anymore bro

i miss the rain

a cigarette as a book mark

methinks

growing up is realizing that love is just a concept and it doesn't actually exist