Flashes of a feeling. Panels 2 and 4.
Wedding In White (William Fruet, 1972)
i want to be remembered for my love
I genuinely hope every human that interacts with me feels safe and loved.
I have to protect myself and my vision of the world. This place is beautiful, I love life even when I have nothing and am going nowhere. Need people around me who stop to smell the roses and point out the deliciousness of the sky. Your dread can’t be infecting me. If the only way to exist with you in this life is to run through it like I’m in a race then I’m sorry but, you go ahead. See you another time
(via seesawyoongii)
somnolence,
pastels














