the pigeon doesn’t understand your disdain for it; it coos for you anyway. the tree does not know you own an axe for it; its leaves sway in the sun anyway. the starving cat eats the poison you put out. it doesn’t know how not to trust. the earth forgives you, in spite of yourself
a lot of you have a sense of derealisation and genuinely think of yourselves as concepts with no need for a physical existence and i think thats why you're drawn to the internet, and it really shows because you live more on your screens than in real life
tenho toda empatia do mundo pela minha mãe como pessoa, mulher e mãe, mas assim, me irrita profundamente ela sempre reclamar de uma vida que ela escolheu e acorda escolhendo todos os dias
I’m at that weird age where every younger person I meet makes me realize how much l've aged, and every older person I meet makes me realize I'm still a baby.
wasn’t goin to drop this yet but we’re having too much fun! thought we’d keep the party goin 🤭🧑🏾🩰
something new for you tonight — 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚔 out @ midnight locally