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Sunday activities! Visited this cute park called vincent lugo in Alhambra CA. So much fun, they've got all kinds of little monsters! My phone died and was only able to get these shots...but I will defenitly be going back 😊

Late night in chinatown. Of course everything is alot more quiet and peaceful when noone is around, but somehow there's a certain loudness, I suppose it's the leftover energy left from the day...and suddenly things aren't so quiet.

Celebrating earth day with roses! Not only today but everyday! let's all love our mother earth and take care of her♡ "The earth laughs in flowers" Xoxo K

Went to this little place called bon appetea cafe! In Alhambra...and I'm pretty sure this just became my favorite spot! I've always had a thing for mason jars....& it just seems right to fill the with delicious tea and boba! This here specifically is the rose milk tea ^_^

"Lover lover dance with me and I'll recover." Xoxo

It’s been a year since I’ve been to city of hope. It’s been a year since I’ve felt scared. I fear myself, my being, my own body. Walking through the doors, my anxiety suddenly takes over, there’s more people than usual…why? I think to myself. Standing in line, waiting to get a wristband with my name, date of birth, medical record number, and doctors name. “Take a seat and they’ll call you shortly” as if I haven’t been there a million times…sigh. I sit and scan every face in the room…I take a deep breath…I read my wristband and see my surgeons name on it…why is her name on it? And so the flashbacks begin, trying my best to not burst out in tears of fear. My name is called, I get up quick, show my band, the guide walks us to the blood work room. I tell myself, here I am walking through the same cold white, halls of this place…I always smile at a kids drawing of a dog framed on the wall of this cold, white hall. Finally I sit, a girl approaches me with a smile, takes two tubes of blood, “allrighty all set” she says. Now for my ultrasound…laying there uncomfortable as someone scans your neck, looking for lingering cancer that just won’t leave me…I look at the results, I’m not told anything I’m left there in the room alone, I stare at the screen….I tell myself well this can’t be good….doesn’t look too good to me. Sigh. Again trying to hold back tears, I am told where the exit door is…I walk as fast as I can to the car. I always expect the worse but hope for the very best. Today was tough for me, so many flashbacks rushing through my head….I’m just hoping it won’t be as bad as I think I saw… -Xoxo K

Many blessings yall! 💖 ✌