when you think you have nothing left you still have...

• a good cup of coffee
• androgynous fashion
• animated films
• basking in moonlight
• dancing in private to my favourite tunes
• discovering new music
• drinking with my friends
• eating a hot street crêpe when it's cold outside
• feverish longing portrayed in art
• film photographs emanating nostalgia
• flowers, herbs, plants
• gothic sub-tropes
• journaling in cafes
• kindness, empathy, solidarity
• libraries (the older & quirkier, the better)
• listening to people wax poetic about their passions
• long conversations
• looking up at the moon and remembering that my problems are nothing on the cosmos scale
• lying in bed, reading for long periods of time
• my room in the early morning
• my cat, also known as my pokemon/baby/everything
• old architecture
• passion drives
• patti smith, everything about her
• projecting through mythological characters
• reading dark poetry
• revolt, of the proletariat especially
• salted popcorn
• serene solitude
• social justice
• soft sounds (raindrops, pencil on paper, whispers)
• stumbling upon gadgets (i've dreamt of possessing) in thrift stores and garage sells and getting them for a bargain
• the familiarity i feel among my friends
• the notre-dame neighbourhood in paris
• the softness & warmth that emulates from the people i love
• the tumult of girlhood
• train rides
• urban tales, old lore and true crime stories
• walking around foreign cities until unforgivable hours with my friends, usually after a concert
• walking barefoot in the grass, stepping barefoot in ponds
• walks through dense forests and quiet villages
• witchcraft and anything witch-related
• women, women, women