Hozier writing Francesca: what if every horrible thing you’ve ever been through has led you, or will yet lead you, to someone you love so much you’d do it all again. What if the suffering is all worth it, not from a religious standpoint but because of someone you love. What if that’s all there is - heaven and hell couldn’t care less about us, but we care for one another. We endure the unspeakable for one another. What if heaven won’t let us in but we wander together through the darkness for eternity knowing we acted in love and having no regrets. What if heaven can’t contain people of complexity and passion like ours. What if we were offered the opportunity and we said we’d do it all again.
i feel like i’m constantly relearning to love the world again after very painful experiences and grief but sometimes it’s as simple as stepping outside and seeing a flower with a bright yellow centre and thinking “oh, how stunning!”
can-i-make-image-descriptions:
We all got that homie whose air of silliness doesnt hide the haunted look in their eyes😂👆
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more superhimbo doodles > <
Jane Austen, from Sense and Sensibility
girl breakfast lunch dinner supper brunch etc
les-gnossiennes-fantomatiques:
Hadn’t doodled ~them~ in a hot moment, feel much better tbh
NO ONE SPEAK TO ME I CANT FUCKING BREATHE
Btw if I say things like “by god” or “good lord” in posts please be aware I don’t mean it in a catholic way I mean it in a 1950s scientist reacting in horror after they create an evil creature in the lab set in the distant future year of 2005
What I hate about writing is when I have to write so much before I finally get to the part I actually wanted to write.
And then I finally get there and the part I wanted to write now doesn’t fit in anymore with the story I wrote so far.