The saddest part of an artist dying and especially a young artist is knowing how much more they would have loved to create and how many ideas died with them
Literally everyone deserves to go out for dinner, buy coffees, wear quality clothing and have fun experiences whilst also being able to afford rent, groceries, bills & have a little left over for savings no matter what job they do. Why is that so absurd to some people?
If you see someone experiencing homeless and your first thought is “wow, this place sure is scary / run down / dangerous” rather than showing empathy and compassion for that person you are weak and subhuman to me
I love being a ray of sunshine. I don’t want to be in anybody’s life making it harder. If I ever am, cut me off. I’d rather be remembered for bringing peace, kindness, and good energy than for adding weight to someone’s shoulders.