
There are some things you can’t help but be thankful for (:
"My body is a mason jar,
transparent as a jellyfish.
I wish for a heart you can see straight through,
for a voice that glows in the
dark and a few really good friends to skip moon rocks to.”

There are some things you can’t help but be thankful for (:
We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations.
The quietest, most precious moments are always best shared with strangers.
3 things i learnt in 3 days:
1. Carelessness is painful, forgetting is comforting
2. Don’t bother reconciling the idea of acceptance, and the concept of giving up. Clearly two different things.
3. Don’t fall asleep with your hair wet
I surprise myself sometimes, in good and terrible ways.

I love sylvia weinstock!! (: (: grandmummy me please <3
(via rosettes)
It’s like forgetting, the words to your favourite song