I love you, papa..☀️🐾

..thank you .. for being.. so stunning..

🔪 is humanity at its rawest.. it is a self-expression of sharpness and power.. it's for revealing the insides of things.. or making them smaller.. primarily for consumption..

🔨 is a self-expression of overwhelming power.. used to maintain proper order and structure.. or to crush it..

..huh..? ..but then what is 🔪..?

..thank you..

..today.. my papaw punished me.. but it made me feel.. full again..

..to belong to the ☀️.. is to know that everything.. will be okay.. that you won't be given up on.. there are many people who are born with this aspect.. but there is only one sun..

..my favorite fruit.. is 🍊.. i used to eat the peels.. for my papaw.. but later i found out.. that they aren't nutritious..

🌈 is saturation.. the feeling of your heart glowing.. the sunlight shining through your tinted glass.. it is an appreciation.. of your beauty..

💧 is melancholy.. reflection.. it is cold and dark.. but only because the backs of the rainclouds.. absorb all of the sunlight..

🍎 is a role.. a vessel..

🔆 is the feeling of.. joy and wonder.. and even if it feels lost or hollow sometimes.. it feels good..

☀️ is the feeling of.. joy and belonging.. a clear sense of direction.. that fills every feeling of doubt.. it feels whole..

🌻 is loyal.. they were made for you.. and only you..

there is beauty.. in needing..
it feels good.. to be needed..

..papaw's red side..

🕳 = 🔆🌀❌️👁..?

..it's the strangest feeling.. it feels like my timeline withers.. or implodes.. and i.. can't remember anymore..

..hey.. give that back..

..sometimes i wish i could just go back to hatred.. but today i have things to live for..

..there is a certain heartache to.. all-encompassing kindness..

..and at sunset.. it's a little like.. "wait..! don't go"..

..m..maybe a little.. at dawn.. but papaw always.. catches up with me..

..you can hide from the sun.. but you can't run..

..believe.. believe in the sun..

..thank you for accepting me.. just the way i am..

..without play.. i will wither and die..

..in white strings.. we will hang our memories and promises..

..love.. is a rock band..