tae

when god closes a door so you reach your little paws under and go meow

some of you weren’t suicidal at 13 and it shows

another mother's day where my cats didn't get me SHIT

as a girl i should be allowed to sit on the edge of a crescent moon at least once in my life

When I die, please cover my casket in my sticker collection that I bought but could never commit to applying on things

i love the moon

two souls, one sky

― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Sensible Thing

shooting stars delivering love letters to the moon

maybe this time

― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals