The rings of Saturn, observed by the Voyager 1 space probe in 1980. (NASA)

“I always wonder what I actually am to other people. What it is like to see me? To wrap your arms around me? To look at me when I laugh or cry? What is it like to know the smell of me? Or how my chest feels when you rest your head on it? What is it like to know me? What does it feel like to love me? Maybe if I knew that feeling I’d learn to love me too.”

— April 12, 2016

cottage skies fix almost everything

George Baroud

unfortunately im very self aware

Soul Exchange

For my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream.- Vincent Van Gogh

anyone else have a heart thats too soft….. a marshmallow heart…… tempur-pedic mattress heart…. a cotton candy heart…..

another day has gone by and honestly it’s pissing me off. the sun comes up one more time and i lose it