hi friends, long time no talk!! i really wanna start blogging on here again. i just feel like more than half of my followers are inactive haha!! if you see this, dont be afraid to say hi or something, i miss all of you!!
☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾ I still remember that look you gave me. It was infinite, destructive, discovery. I heard the stars in the sky translating your look to, Eureka. You even made them wrong. ☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾
There are two kinds of people. One kind, you can just tell by looking at them at what point they congealed into their final selves. It might be a very nice self, but you know you can expect no more suprises from it. Whereas, the other kind keep moving, changing… They are fluid. They keep moving forward and making new trysts with life, and the motion of it keeps them young. In my opinion, they are the only people who are still alive. You must be constantly on your guard against congealing. — Gail Godwin