I keep waiting to get high on life. I keep waiting to wake up in a field remembering I spent the whole night snorting the lines the planes left in th… - Andrea Gibson

Just to be clear I don't want to get out without a broken heart. I indend to leave this life so shattered there's gonna have to be a thousand seperate heavens for all of my flying parts.

Just me and my suitcase, hanging out wit the sun, learning how to pack light.

Love, you will never lose me to the wind. You are the lightning that made me fill my chest with candles. You are the thunder clapping for the poem nobody else wants to hear. You are an icicle’s tear watering a tulip on the first day of spring. You melt me alive. You kiss me deep as my roots will reach, and I want nothing more than