Andre

I had the idea of perhaps giving up coffee this morning then 9:40 p.m. me came along: can I get a large iced coffee, please?

Imagine a prideful group expecting not to be prejudiced against.

I'm taking it personally that you're taking it personally.

The thing I find myself agreeing with these days is the increased gap between all things dissimilar. Yet, I yearn for a sense of community and importance. Conditions are terrible everywhere in the world but they are here too. The sidewalks in SF are filled with addictions, poverty, and weary sadness. Will people ever put their phones down and look at what's in front of their eyes? Will people take their airpods out and listen to the cries? Will the government officials ever not look down from their high buildings in contempt? Will I ever help hand in hand with the ones I love for those who are less fortunate than I am? I pray so and I don't even believe in a god.

I want to be alive.

Reading again after a month break feels so-soooo good, oh my lord.

I miss how she wiped all the lust out of me. It was only her I could think of back then.

That “oh-damn” moment when you hear the morning birds chirping and you still haven't slept for even one second.

Youtube reaction videos have got to be the lamest righteous thing ever procured.

Zoom math class is what freedom feels like inside of hell.

Even though we live mountains apart, often when I'm watching the sunset, I wonder if you are too.

I could really use someone to wrap me in a blanket like a burrito today.

I’ve grown obscure lately like the lake filled with algae, but if you look close enough, I lay floating in front of you all like a frog.