#the inherent romanticism in caring for yourself tenderly even during your own self destruction

[taitavva]

tomorrow. We are all here. It’s okay—it’s okay to be this afraid. I am you. Can you feel that? Yes, that is the whole world outside moving without us. But listen to me. Listen. Here’s the light an arm’s length away. The ceiling reforming above you, like another heaven after its own self- destruction. Here’s my body & you stretching lifelong

[Your Shadow Invents You Every Time Light Fails to Pass Through You - Michael Wasson]