It’s All You, Babe

for those over-dramatic first crushes

sad girl reflective writing hours 

my post high school love story

songs you forgot that slapped

for when all they do is make you blush all the time and now you don’t know how to act around them. it’s okay, we’ve all been there 

driving with the windows down, trying to find some shade to park under. your ice cream is beginning to melt because it’s too damn hot outside. 

songs we all jammed to when we were way too young 

pov: you’re on my fyp

it’s past midnight at the boda and you fall asleep lying across two chairs with your primos waiting for your parents to stop saying goodbye to their compas. 

waking up to your abuelita’s fresh tortillas and she won’t stop offering you more food even though you’ve already had thirds and absolutely cannot eat anymore. 

you and your primos are riding bikes to the park while a lowrider drives slowly around the barrio. they start to slow down getting closer to you and you guys pedal faster to get away.

it’s december 20th and you and your siblings have been helping your family making tamales since 8 am. there’s masa all over your hands and it feels like it’s never going to end.

so upbeat yet so sad

you felt like home at one point

big hoop energy

for when I feel overwhelmed by noise

songs that get white people turnt

drive-ins and atom bombs

if you’re looking for a hawaiian escape playlist, this is it

if i stuck out to a 1940s jazz club

not your 8th grade emo music

for those teenage life crises

you’re that bitch, b

there’s something so gentle about you

i hope you listen to this and feel better 

self care is driving around at sunset and eating ice cream

It’s October 1982 and you and your neighborhood friends are bike riding, searching for the notorious town witch, a local myth. You guys come across a dark house in the middle of the wood at night. The witch invites you and your friends in and curiosity gets the better of you.

It’s after a party and you and your friends speed down a tunnel on the way back home. Feeling a little buzzed you climb to the back and stand up with your arms out to the world. And in that moment you feel infinite.

For when life is boring and you want to feel like you’re in a John Hughes film to escape reality.

it’s a Friday night during 1964 and you’re out a little later than you should be with your friends driving around town. But who cares? You’re young and deserve to have some fun.

adrenaline rushing, a bass pounding heart, and stuffy crowded rooms. you’re catching a concert downtown with your friends at an indie/ alternative club venue having the time of your life.

it’s the 1920s and you’ve met up with your lover, who is a novelist writer, at the hottest new club in town. it’s true love, you just know it and can’t wait to marry them. all you want is to run away with them and be happy.