love isn’t nice or sweet. it’s obsessive and controlling and asks you to change every part of yourself. at least that’s what i’ve been taught.

november is my least favorite month of the year.

honey there is no right way!

i love love.

For me love exists as an obvious. I love…until proven otherwise.

god bless this mess.

Happy New Year!

When I’m above the trees I see this for what it is

Begging to be believed.

I don’t believe writing is something that is innate…

Carrie Bradshaw has her manolos and I have my converse.