There’s a reason to everything. There’s a reason people come and go. There’s a reason they stay. That doesn’t mean you’ll always understand …it just means that it is what it is. It sounds contrived but, really, sometimes… It just is.
I'm quilting thoughts. I want to know, I want to see it standing there, finished at the end of it all, the most breathtaking collection of anything anyone has ever seen. I want to see it all stitched together, knowing the way each part played, the way each part looked at one time, at another time. I want to appreciate it all. I want to love. All of it. 
room 104 - self portrait
happy new year from in-rooms <3
the coven conjuration
