there is never a moment of my life where I am not in love, like how can you not be in love with the trees, the moon, the flowers, the ocean, the feeling of the warm sun on your skin or the cool breeze through your hair like there’s so many beautiful things to love and cherish
the entirety of new york is experiencing spring edging rn.... nerves are frayed....transitionwear is all over the place... so many cold uncovered heads..... this cannot go on....
Cults require too much ‘together’ time, and as a person who enjoys their solitude and not listening to a man speak for too long, I know I would be excommunicated within a week.