You are all of the things you love. You are the cluttered bookshelf that is piled high with worn, tired books. You are that delicate tea-cup that you have to clean by hand when everything else goes in the dishwasher. You are the moon and the sun. You are the flowers speckled with rain. You are the Earth and the people that live on it, with hearts of gold and diamonds in their eyes. You are the things that make you happy, that make you smile, those moments where time stops and you are left alone in space. You are all of the things you love, and if that’s so, it means you love yourself, because you are yourself.
October 4th, 2019
Hi! I haven’t posted anything in a while (again). Starting uni is quite an overwhelming process! The weather has been absolutely awful for the last couple of weeks and as it’s already October so I don’t expect it to get better (winters in russia (near the ural mountains at least) usually start in late october-november). Actually, I’m really excited for winter this year (idk why though, I always hated this time of the year). Oh, and I’m craving some apple pie right now (can’t wait to go home tomorrow and make one with my mom)