obstinate.

Imagine releasing an entire heartbreak album in your early 20s and calling it red, saying “loving him was red, burning red” on the title track….and then proceeding to write an album called lover in your late 20s about love and finding happiness, closing the album with a track that has the lyrics “i once believed love would be burning red, but it’s golden”. galaxy brain. many thoughts head full

so far quarantine has been like *wakes up from a 5 hour nap* *reads a book* *wants to go out but can’t* *tries to be productive* *accidentally takes another nap* *watches a tv show i’ve already seen* *reads again* *feels hopeless* *cycles through the same 4 social media apps* *goes through settings on phone out of pure boredom* *experiences unbearable loneliness* *goes to bed*