the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own
the wreckage of stars
i. ii. iii. iv.
the world is so much bigger,
there is beauty yet to be seen by you.
there is so much to discover and explore.
so much life to live.
you are the stars.
the universe is you.


i just really want to listen to records in the dark with you and maybe make out a little

(Source: donovanleiitch)