We’re all stars, we’re all raging balls of fire and gas, full of passion and energy, to shine blindingly and to give warmth.
We’re all stars, and we look for other stars in the form of family, friends, lovers to form constellations with. To have meaning. To have a purpose. To have a story.
We’re all stars, because we have a multitude of internal reactions going on inside of us. Some destroy us, some ignite us. But in the end, all we do, is fill the dark void around us with light.


















