If you keep picking at that scab on your heart, it won't heal.
~ Antonia Perdu
I am at times prisoner to the darkness. Light will find a way in I am always assured. The sun has not died. The moon has not died. I live.
I jumped into a crowd full of us they turned into underscores. Hit the pavement hard.” visualization words
Different cities visit us daily, they exist in the clouds.
