3415 words read The refreshing mist from the rolling waves, the scintillating sun reflecting off the water, an infinite and satisfying noise of the waves crashing on the shore... The white noise resonates with beauty...
Man, Kendrick Lamar’s “Money Trees” is so deep. -a that song was my secret anthem my 3rd year.
sitting on a worn out contemporary chair, advil and water within arms distance, sticky floors and the smell of old beer... why did I think it would be okay to continue studying something that I don't ...
chugging down a bitter negroni at an industrial bar at 3pm, you share what makes you cackle, share what makes you cry from rabid rage. a discourse on the illegitimacy of self care. Only to realize you...