going into the woods at 4am, bundled up in orange, sitting, waiting, listening to this bird and that bird waking up. watching the sun slowly bring color to the leaves and the trees, quietly cracking open the coffee thermos, and waiting some more
in the summer evenings playing old songs out loud feeling the humidity against your skin and being reminded of the summers of when you were 11 12 13 and this is all there ever was
i think that heartbreak is one of the most (if not THE most) human experiences of all time. it hurts so bad but also hurts so strangely good in a “i feel so alive rn and i love so much” type of way. through all of the vivid and gut-wrenching emotions, it forces you to grow so fucking much both maturity-wise and identity-wise. so yeah, heartbreak is tonights rec
