Me: I Like My Coffee Like I Like My Men

sometimes i like to imagine i'm some side character of a random fantasy story, with short white hair and all the courage and cleverness i lack.

it's nice, it only hurts when that fantasy needs to give room to the real deal. but it's better than being always in this reality, constantly afraid.

Porto in the morning

Stolen moments, soft and dim 🌙✨

ref.

there's faith, and there's sleep. we need to pick one, please because

faith is to be awake and to be awake is for us to think and for us to think is to be alive and I'll try with every right to come across like I'm dying to let you know you need to

try

to

think.

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Do y'all remember being a kid and trying to read in the car while it was dark outside and your parents wouldn’t let you turn on the light so you would try to grab snatches of sentences when you passed by street lights

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