Some nights you feel like there are thousands of galaxies exploding in every inch of you, and you are burning too bright to ever be looked at directly , and some nights you feel impossibly small, like you can slip between atoms and never reappear again and some nights you feel like a paper doll, carefully crafted and easily blown away . Other nights you feel like a glass , fragile , too delicate to ever be touched..
And some nights you feel like each cell in your body is made of the strength that holds the whole planet together . Which is okay! , and because you are made up of stardust and minuscule atoms and breakable bones . And you are too alive to never feel more than a human🌼