"I am the master of my fate; I am the captain of my soul" -Henley, William Ernest
Kat. 21. Trapped in my own personal bubble. A being stuck between the sky and the earth. A spectator of life, but has yet to experience it. avidity: smell and sight of books, clear skies, bright stars, and music. qualms: desolation, and life in general.
Of fishes and fairy tales. A dreamer and a painter of my own vanilla sky.
❝you no longer feel your importance. no longer sure of what to feel. its all coming down like a river of sadness, frustrations, overflowing with anger, guilt, and you know what hurts the most? despite of all that, you’re still there, ready to take every single thing, with not a care in the world, to see how much one can still take, to prove something, that love is THAT true, when in reality, its all just one big joke.❞