i don't really want to be associated with thatone for some reason
fw
that looks like my instagram account
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is lookat it.