like a river flows surely to the sea
...darling so it goes, some things were meant to be.
welcome to my "pretty shit" photoblog thing, please enjoy your stay.
I am learning every day to allow the space between where I am and where I want to be to inspire me and not terrify me.
Tracee Ellis Ross (via
you are covered by land, a lithosphere, a continent sprinkled with snow. i watch sky-water run off your surface, leak into cracks. i name your freckles after cities, your eyes after oceans. you are a world, my world.