Have you ever heard of a ‘pretty storm’? It’s when it’s raining and thundering and lightning, but the air is cool and crisp… the wind is slightly strong, and for a brief moment everything is clear. This is my life, my loves, my inspirations; Self-medicating, religion (or lack-there-of, it's all very confusing), shitty music, being alone, BOOKS, being an extremely sarcastic bitch, awkward moments with friends, and single-ness. My cup runneth over.
Me
But tell me, did the wind sweep you off your feet? Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day and head back to the Milky Way? And tell me, did Venus blow your mind? Was it everything you wanted to find? And then you missed me while you were looking for yourself out there
