Don’t fall into it.
Trust is better than lust.
Follow your guts.
& never give up.
Ernest Hemingway, John Steinbeck, Mark Twain, F. Scott Fitzgerald, and Jack Kerouac.
Don’t let the bastards grind you down.
Oh, y’know. No one really ever texts me because I don’t own a phone. Is that weird!?
Germany, Hong Kong, Dubai, Singapore, Australia, Canada, United States… Paris and Rome are my favorite cities in the world.
Y’know, I’m okay. And fine. And alive. So, why should I waste time believing in something that I know isn’t real, right? It just has drama written all over it. And I’m not really a big fan of that.
And yes, I will make sure I keep strong!
Thank you so, so much for this.
Y’all are so wondrous and lovely! Seriously. Thank you so, so, so much for this.
Had the craziest week dealing with deluges of deadlines and exams! You know, school stuff.
Oh, and I found out that my asshole of a father cheated on my mother. What a great day!
It steered to sky-high buildings and trundled to Algea’s plethoras. It was every bit of burning amber, honeysuckle, and pink. It glaciated of fire, of colossal of earthquakes exsiccated on a network of veins that once flowed with the igneous heat of rapture and affliction.
Presently, it is on a standstill. It is okay.
+ [Love is more thicker than forget], E.E. Cummings
+ XVII, Pablo Neruda
+ The Cinnamon Peeler’s Wife, Michael Ondaatje