happy birthday us
the scariest part of getting older is realizing there is nothing outside of yourself
you are not even a gear in a something larger, you are the whole big delusional machine
growing more alone with every lesson learned
and as the monsters dissolve beneath your bed, so do the angels fall out of your eyes.
you can only trust that time keeps coming clean until you die, unraveling the magic in slow unsteady loops until some night you turn to see your lover looks like christopher columbus
when you are a twenty something, some thirty somethings will tell you that the future feels the same but less alive (others will call you for advice) and the forty somethings won't know what to talk to you about.
amy will tell you it hurts for a good reason
bjork will say a million different things but most importantly "get over it"
one thing's for certain: life is fucking weird.