
my name is marcy. my hair is tangled and smells like smoke. sometimes i read and when im tired i sleep. i think everyone can love and is worthy of love. and i want to give it to them if i can. this world is a wonder and i want to see it all.
“I can only note that the past is beautiful because one never realises an emotion at the time. It expands later, and thus we don’t have complete emotions about the present, only about the past.
— Virginia Woolf”