it's funny how stars seem to be a recurring theme in my life.
my sister is missing because she's looking for a star, and i spend a shitzillion years running after her.
that particular star's kind of messed with us all not gonna lie.
a woman waltzes into my life, blazing and wild like a falling star. she doesn't ask for my heart, but i give it to her freely.
at the highest point i've ever been, i continue to look up.
the stars continue to shine, whether we like it or not.
the universe is so much bigger than myself, and for a moment, i saw everything.
i believe we're all on the same side, and that we could go so much further if united by something much bigger than everything.