My roots are in Oakland. My home is in Montreal.
I'm in love with a drowned musician. His name is Jeff Buckley
I love sunflowers and kush.
Send me a snap or shoot me an ask.
Liberal. Vanessa. Saggitarius. Attempting Vegetarianism.
The Universe, she’s wounded. She’s got bruises on her feet. I sat down like I always did, and tried to calm her down. I sent her my warmth and my silence and all she sends me back is rain.
The Universe, she’s wounded but she’s still got infinity ahead of her, she’s still got you and me, and everybody says that she’s beautiful.
The Universe she’s dancing now. They got her all lit up, lit up on the moon. They got stars doing cartwheels, all the nebulas in tune and the Universe, she’s whispering so softly I can hear all the croaking insects, all the taxicabs, all the bum’s spent change, all the boys playing ball in the alleyways, they’re just folds in her dress.