The Sun Literally Sets And Casts A Golden Hue Over Everything Every Single Day And We Fucked It All Up

nothing, null, hollow, hole

when they say "all you need is love " but all you need is henry winter

Henry Winter is so husband coded (I need to be institutionalized)

i love my erratic and enigmatic henry winter

@<3

You became like coffee, in the deliciousness, and the bitterness, and the addiction.

Mahmoud Darwish

day 129 of missing henry winter

she lives in the poetry she cannot write

"I don't want to be alone. I need my family."

Bitch, you don't want to live in small apartment by yourself, baking by yourself, reading and listening to your favorite music in peace? Nobody's watching, judging, just silent. That's my fucking dream bro.

each day i must leave the sweet, warm, tender embrace of my bed and venture into a cold, uncaring world that hates me being toasty warm and wants me to suffer for sins i have not yet committed