I always break somewhere in i love you;
for how could they speak of it
like it’s just a spoonful of honey
when the skies & even the universe
aren’t enough to encompass its profundity.
I’m not the same everyday. There are times where I’m loud and chatty, and there are times when I’m really quiet. I don’t think I can define myself.
The sun sees your body. The moon sees your soul.
Apparently how people feel after waking up from naps.
How I feel after waking up from naps.
"The brain can get sick too."
Re-make of this post.
End mental health stigma.