leave your kisses on my skin and your fingerprints on my soul.
welcome to the diary of a woman who constantly falls down rabbit holes and occasionally ends up in wonderland - which probably looks like a dark academia library in scotland with hot steaming tea, black cats and enough time to write poetry.πͺ if my life would be a movie, it would always be october & it would be glowing in all shades of warm nostalgia. when iβm not trying to make life imitate art, iβm studying neuro- and data science, hoping thatβll all make sense someday - until then, Iβll just try to fall in love with life a little more (and not adopt every puppy I see).Β
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