fuckyeahdamose reblogged
Imagine that you’re in a field of flowers. You feel the warmth on your skin from the sun. You look forward and you notice there’s a door. So you walk over to that door, but the handle’s locked. You have the keys. You’ve always had them. So you open the door, and a huge beam of bright light shines on you. Everything might not be okay. But that’s okay. You’re exactly where you need to be. You are loved. Endings, Beginnings (2019) dir. Drake Doremus
