what’s new.

Maybe they could’ve been friends, best friends even

The problem with pain is maybe not in the pain itself, but in this irrational idea that it is inflicted upon someone, by in a harmful, immoral act.

I had a layover in Las Vegas while en route to a 20 year old dream that’s lived and flourished and been chaotically watered in the webs of my circulation.

I left my tranquil Tetons several days ago to journey four hours to a great big city nestled among more massive mountains.

One year ago, I was somewhere int he middle of Spain.

You pray. Pray to make the badness go away.

I’m dreaming of a world where I only belong to you. Where your entire heart built weaponry and shields to protect and fight for me.

A world of darkness is not a place I want to be

fizzle sizzle goes my tiny heart.

One of the toughest feats is watching someone you love go through pain.