the sun like to graze my skin so thoughtfully in the summer creating gold streaks of radiance all over my thighs and its warmth tickled...

{this piece is old-- i want spring & summer rn} this time of year sends my heart spiraling towards nostalgia. the powdered dusting of...

the color is peace. the depth of the oceans, the rain splattered on the windows, the purest skies. a symbol of sadness. of bold tears on...

sometimes, i miss strange things. moments i thought had been long forgotten. yet, somehow, i transport myself back to that time, that...