it's a wonderful time to be alive

Here lie my thoughts — sometimes they feel real, yet I never quite know where to pour them out.

an unending volley of Whys and where chaos finds its words

i love my solitude but i was meant to be a lover. 💐 @lettersfromrosie_ @lynrosee_ on ig

I speak fluent fern, brew tea with starlight, & write letters to the moon when the world gets too loud.