not to be parasocial as fuck but the fact that the person who wrote tortured poets department is having her own fairytale wedding with the love of her life makes my little hopeless romantic heart feel better and full and hopeful
“do you know excel”
no, but i know kindness. i know friendship. i know love. i know how to see the world in a grain of sand, and heaven in a wildflower. i know how to hold Infinity in the palm of my hand, and eternity in an hour.