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Be a fan, to remember....


Be a fan of something.

Be a fan of someone.

Find something to adore.

Endulge yourself in them or it.

Make it a great part of your life.

Make it so that you feel like you can't live without it. It doesn't have to Be your life.

Once you've found it, love it and cherish it. Feel like they are really in front of you and in your life naturally.

Feel their sadness, as to remember you are moved by these things so you are not heartless.

Feel their genuine joy, to remember that these thing make you happy enough to cry so you feel joy.

Feel their anguish and fury, to remember these things hurt you and damage you so you can feel.

Feel their everything as if you know them yourself, to know you can allow something to get close.

Let it make time slip, so you can distract yourself, even temporarily, from your troubles.

Learn the lessons in their life and understand them, so you have a broader perspective of how things work and are.

Allow yourself to do all these things, so you know you can be passionate and can have a priority.

Let these seemingly small things be of significance so you can know that if you can feel so strongly about this, you can feel this way about things considered to be 'The Real World'.

Let these things not just let you know but Remember

Remember that you feel happy and sad and angery and everything in between.

Be a fan.

Admire something.

Let your world be lit up by the small lights to make the bigger lights shine brighter.

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Non Licuit

Everywhere I turn, I feel like I'm not allowed. That won't stop me from going. 2022 Edit: This became an unrequited love thing lmaooo hope i have strong feelings about literally anything else

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