In Five Years

by Rebecca Serle

the sunlight made the giant bronze sculptures look like they were on fire.

i love this visual

need the morning. There’s something about being the first one awake that feels precious, rare. I feel accomplished before I’ve even had my first cup of coffee. The whole day is better.

my favorite feeling ever

“Because that’s the way you love me.”

sobbing rly quick then i'll brb

I am here because she will not be.

absolutely gut wrenching