“The mystery of human existence lies not in just staying alive, but in finding something to live for.”
― Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov
the moths beat themselves to death against the lights.
adding their breeze to the summer nights.
outside, water like air was great.
I didn’t know what I had that day.
walk a little farther to another plan.
you said that you did, but you didn’t understand.
my dad just told me to go to bed and get a good night sleep HAHA he’s really funny