“There’s…a difference between getting your hands dirty, and being dirty.”
it’s beginning to get to me that I know more of the stars and sea than I do of what’s in your head…
We need to feel breathless with love and not collapsed under its weight.
I’m gasping for the air to fill my lungs with everything I’ve lost.
kawaranai uta o sagashi te iru aa misosazai
mienai ito de musuba rete ru mieru desho?
the wren that searches for an unchanging song
can you see that we're all connected with an unseen thread?
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map