I used to know everything when I was a child and I used to write down the secrets of the universe on pieces of paper so that I wouldn’t forget them bc I knew the adults had lost their minds but now I’m an adult too and I’ve lost the pieces of paper and I can’t wait for the day that existence feels organic and natural again so that living becomes an art form and I can use the canvas of my life to show something worth seeing
mjalti mbetet mjat :)













