Category: Rooms
Rooms I still visit, even when I shouldn’t. Some leave marks, some just smoke indoors. I am familiar with every tobacco brand that stains my curtains.
Why, in Summer, I Grieve?
I made this space to hold the way things feel in my head this blog is going to be a little quiet, a little messy, but mine. If any of it feels familiar to you, I’m glad you’re here. Welcome. Why does summer make me feel so foggy? Why does the sun feel like an… I wanna read more
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