jeffreyplawrence

01. yesterday, i wrote your name on a slip of paper and folded it into an origami star. it hangs on my bonsai tree (little trees for big wishes) as a just-in-case hope for those times when it feels like absolutely nothing can make me happy. sometimes, when even stars and little trees aren't enough to make me happy, i cut down the paper stars and pretend that it is a meteorite shower in my bedroom, but sometimes that just makes it worse because i realize that shooting stars are actually falling stars; we are all just stars that have forgotten the happy-thoughts that made us fly, it's just that some of us are blaz