Silence Like a Cancer
We are not our failures. We are love.
Heii, I'm Kristi. Bittersweet nostalgist? Yes.
You could say that I have a lot of love in my heart,
But I'm not quite sure what to do with it.
I have atelophobia.
And I'm a hedonistic dreamer who can't wake up.
My face.
About me.
holy fool(s)
Heii, I'm Kristi. Bittersweet nostalgist? Yes.
You could say that I have a lot of love in my heart,
But I'm not quite sure what to do with it.
I have atelophobia.
And I'm a hedonistic dreamer who can't wake up.
My face.
About me.
holy fool(s)
"‘It’s 3.23 in the morning and I’m awake, because my great-great-grandchildren won’t let me sleep.
My great-great-grandchildren ask me in dreams
“What did you do while the Planet was plundered?
What did you do when the Earth was unravelling?
Surely you did *something* when the Seasons started failing?
As the mammals, reptiles, birds were all dying?
Did you fill the streets with protest when Democracy was stolen?
What did you *do* once you knew?”"
‘What Did You Do Once You Knew’ by Drew Dellinger (via evil-flicka)
"You’re the word in the dictionary that I can’t spell
Can’t describe,
can’t put in a sentence
but use all the time"
Ivory Road (via ngocai)
