mar 4, 2021
notes of night
eyes up, lashes open. I’m looking at stars speckling the the sky right above us, instead of our normal stock placed in these phone stuck in our hands. Clean air sweeps the lungs. There’s a want to sing this full moon up together. throw our notes together and just be free. lets dance, shall we?
An ode to fragile lights.
Pretty Woman by Lo Noom
Mar 15, 2021
Putting down the phone is currently my life’s work
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Mar 05, 2021
Head up and beyond ☁️
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