Purple hazel.

The little tings.

Get scared. It will do you good. Smoke a bit, stare blankly at some ceilings, beat your head against some walls, refuse to see some people, paint and write. Get scared some more.

Just in love.

"Among other things, you’ll find that you’re not the first person who was ever confused and frightened and even sickened by human behavior. You’re by no means alone on that score, you’ll be excited and stimulated to know. Many, many have been just as troubled morally and spiritually as you are right now. Happily, some of them kept records of their troubles. You’ll learn from them—if you want to. Just as someday, if you have something to offer, someone will learn something from you. It’s a beautiful reciprocal arrangement. And it isn’t education. It’s history. It’s poetry."

don’t buy that “love is a serious word” crap, love freely, love carelessly, love yourself, love that lady bird that just flew past, love that cutie that served you lunch at a cafe that you’ll probably never see again, love every single cat you see and when you stop loving someone or something, don’t fight it. i don’t know what love is but i know it’s not serious.

i'm just having an allergic reaction to the universe.

2000 dandelion flowers were treated and sprayed with a gentle adhesive to fix them.

And the mirtles so bright with the emerald dew, the pale and the leader and eyes look like blue.

Belle.

Nej.

Gosh. Ibland önskar jag verkligen att jag vore som alla andra. Eller i alla fall inte som mig själv.

A song that reminds you of someone you would rather forget about.

Before you go.