𝖾𝗇𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅.

maybe there is no best version of myself. just me, right now, vulnerable and tired and hopeful, willing to show up regardless of what it looks like.

Teach your children to appreciate nature and love their bodies and most importantly, to keep an open mind towards things and people they don’t understand.

my hobbies include daydreaming about romance and loving the color pink

the struggle of being a 𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒄 living in such realistic world.

Creation as a competitive sport is a death sentence for your art. the second you start writing to "outdo" someone else, or posting to clear an invisible hurdle of algorithmic metrics, you’ve fundamentally misunderstood why we make things. art isn't a race track; it's a mirror. if the only driving force behind your work is an obsession with beating the person next to you, then whatever you pull out of yourself won't be a piece of soul—it’ll be a hollow shell. and trust me, the reader can always feel the draft blowing through a hollow thing.

Me and my love for isolation against the world

If you see me looking zoned out it’s cuz im having a therapy session with myself in my head

art, intimacy, romance.

went to the doctors they rpescribed me dress up games