"We're All Made Of Stardust,'' They Say.

"We're all made of stardust,'' they say.

But I want to dance in the stars, collecting stardust between my toes. Sprinkling golden fairy dust with every step. I'll leave a trail of wonder and mystery behind me. Where oh where do the stars lead me?

Hey, stop scrolling.

Everyone who is reading this: I’m so glad you’re alive. I’m so proud of you. You are loved. I’m here. Don’t give up, we’re almost there.

Pass it on.

I am a flower, learning how to bloom.

I hoard my interests, I'm too afraid to tell others for fear of what they might say, in my mouth under my tongue. They are as heavy as stones. My jaw aches.

I had a dream about bread

I think I cried over it

Fuck, it was good bread

I'm living in a future that's not even here yet, and I'm terrified of it.