Something Vague: In the midst of chaos;

Miles and miles of complete inaccessibility may be necessary to pull myself away from you.

Isn't it most heartbreaking to know you aren't what you're supposed to be?
I hadn't talked to you in weeks, in months. It could have been years for how it felt.
And on that cold night, you painted yourself as some wiser man,
a vine climbing toward the light, out of immense shadow.
And the lies I told back could hardly hold themselves together because I've really been drained and hollowed by the things I once thought I was missing.

More than anything,I crave the days of summer, when every second and minute and day falls effortlessly together.
When you're lying on the grass and you realize that essay you did or didn't do,
that week your parents took your phone away,
that boy that made you cry,
all of the things that feel so heavy and threatening in the winter
is only ice thawed away by summer's gentle heat.

I want to become a new person in a place where the summer is eternal,
where winter can't reach me.

As always, here's some pictures for you.
Only I've added some of my favorite quotes from my favorite poems.
How exciting.

There’s a bluebird in my heart that

wants to get out

but I'm too tough for him.

I say, stay in there, I'm not going

to let anybody see

you.

-Charles Bukowski

By a mad miracle, I go intact.

-Sylvia Plath

i may go unto him,and take his hands,
saying, Accept all happiness from me.
Then shall i turn my face,and hear one bird
sing terribly afar in the lost lands.