what really scares me is that i’m average i’m not really good at anything or really beautiful i’m going to live an average life with an average job an average income and die an average death with an average funeral and nobody is going to remember me
Van Gogh thought that too
Van Gogh also cut off his ear and killed himself.
If I push you away, chase after me. I know it’s the most twisted logic ever, but don’t let me go.
I think I fall in love a little bit with anyone who shows me their soul. This world is so guarded and fearful. I appreciate rawness so much.