⇀ M a y b e it was good that the world forgot every lesson, every good and bad memory, every triumph and failure, all of it dying with each generation. Perhaps this cultural amnesia spared them all. Perhaps if they remembered everything, hope would die instead.
lin | xxi | infj
currently on semi-hiatus
the head is too wise; the heart is all fire
“ g o o d b y e ”
trees in your eyes. s t a r s i n y o u r h e a r t.
Watch for the devil. When there’s a god, there’s always a legion of devils.
“Excelsior,“ Gansey said bleakly.
Blue asked, “What does that even mean?”
Gansey looked over his shoulder at her. He was once more, just a little bit closer to the boy she’d seen in the churchyard.
“Onward and upward.”
tell me, when you dream, do you dream of the s t a r s ?