Hi, I'm Heather and this is my brainspace.
“Some days my heart still feels like an abandoned lot — Vacant, disused, full of weeds. Once-loved little relics strewn around; overgrown, but not entirely missing. Still there to trip you if you’re not careful.”
art by Niki Foley
Definitely captures a certain feeling..
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I mean, if your mailman stopped coming for six years, and then a new dude showed up and was equally reliable and nice, would you not take his mail because he’s not the same dude? Of course not! So why should it be that much different when it comes to pop?
Have no fear of perfection, you’ll never reach it
Salvador Dali
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