I had a dream. You were next to me. My parents were there, and you were saving me. I generally would be opposed to the idea of being a damsel in distress needing to be saved, but your presence and undying support was what dreams are truly made of. You assured me I was strong, …
Tag Archives: destruction
one of many
having nothing particularly revolutionary to offer to a world so devoid of fullness is truly terrifying yet (strikingly & oddly) gratifying. to find an individual so full of hope, so full of potential to do great, whatever great may be, is one of life’s greatest joys. what will they do? what will they say? perhaps, …
pandemonium & more 