The Kosmos is perpetually under construction. Constantly transforming itself, expelling dead stars and introducing new celestial bodies-- never quite the same as it was the day before. Try and tell me why I should be any different. On the day I die, I'll be sitting atop the steps of perfection.
I heard somethin bout #nationaldogday … Well my main B Zia, takes the canine cake. All sassy and standoffish, yet sad and interfering even, when I travel without her. Loooove her so maaach. My wittle cuddle bug <3