“He is not a constellation.
You should not wish to be the cigarette touching his lips.
He will not appear through the fog and heal your wounds.
Only you can do that.
So get out of bed and put on some lipstick.
Stop falling at his feet.
Save yourself.”—Emery Allen (via fawun)
“I felt like I had proof that not all days are the same length, not all time has the same weight. Proof that there are worlds and worlds on top of worlds, if you want them to be there.”—Tell the wolves I’m home. Brunt.