oh darling, it's nothing but a few stolen miracles

Ghibli films look the way it feels to exist in this world, like not how the world actually looks, but how it feels- and in all the good ways

the warm buttered toast of early mornings, the sheated heavy rain of grey days, the huge welling tears of grief and the electric anger that raises your whole head of hair

like, it’s not real, but it’s really Real, you feel me?