There’s a snowfall of dust as I lay facing the star-painted ceiling They delicately sway floating my way & I’m reminded that all things have meaning.
airdiary asked: funny how we are the same sign, same age, and our birthdays are only a few days off yet you have a different outlook at the big 2-0. I am undoubtedly resenting february 8th of next year for that reason alone. It feels like once we're out of our teens the years will just pile up so quickly....even more so then already. Also I highly doubt anyone will believe i'm 20 (baby face syndrome)....
Well if you want to know me I’m a war– Warpaint, Billie Holiday
If you want to hold me, hold me I’ll need a little room to sway– Burgundy
My hair went wild in the wind; waves of black & blue following closely behind my mind & my knees I glide, I fall, I glide.
New York Exp.
The air outside smells like burnt wood. It sends chills down my spine. I long for this. The weather reminds me of how incredible New York is around this time of year. I went for the first time in November of last year (for business) & that was probably the only time (out of the three times I’ve been) that I genuinely enjoyed my trip. Driving from JFK & seeing the city in the...
We the people.
I can see the convulsions of my heartbeat in the veins of my wrist & it’s fascinating how countless thin, tiny canals of purple-green branches underneath a sheet of skin safely hold together a life’s “how”. I’m witnessing how I’m alive. I’m witnessing magic. I really wish someone could hold my hand right now & feel this because it’s...