“My mind is an ocean and my thoughts the moon, so chaos colors the stars.”

the writings on this page are letters by a girl with wildforest eyes and an inability to breathe without writing. they are for the ocean, the stars, the moon, the roses, you, and everything in between.

My name is Jessamyn. I am in love with the therapy of tea and books, the crackling of paper under thick inky pens, the clicking sound of a typewriter, soft swirls of dusty smoke, the feeling of silk in summer hair, the forest, the ocean, the hearts of broken dreamers, and the kind of love that forgives often, trusts always, and picks you up with dirty fingers and brushes you off instead. I am not perfect. Sometimes I’m very sad, but I have no reason to be. I think life makes fools of us all.