Where do the colors go when they’re away?
Solitude and loneliness are different things, remember?
everyone ought to get swept away from time to time 💠
summer spirit in the midst of fall
Youth is not left on the porch to explore adulthood. It remains your best compass. Godspeed, gypsy. Jake Kilroy will see ya out in the wild.
2 kids on the roof // lemon boi
You muttered that "nothing matters in the end" under your breath. I figured that's better than everything mattering in the end.
That's the thing with falling in love with different places and people, your whole heart will never be in one place.