
“Butterflies can’t see their wings. They can’t see how truly beautiful they are, but everyone else can. People are like that as well.”
shit
i just died a little inside. that quote.. that quote just completed me.
I am crying.
so we share this with butterflies but we can’t fly
thats messed up
fuck capitalism

Bruise from a snowboarding accident that involved a collarbone broken in two places and a dislocated shoulder.
what if with our first clot of air when we are born we inhale a soul, and every time we breathe out, we squeeze a tiny part of our souls out. would our final breath actually be the very last soul fragment leaving our bodies?
Woah woah wait
you know those things that say “you become like the 5 people you hang out with the most”
that would explain why, because you would actually be inhaling little parts of them over time
Oh my god




