my blueberry nights
something I choose to remember from this day: ‘serious’ shouldn’t be a concern. what matters is whether it’s meaningful.
we make history, strive off victory
faced with the prospect of working 50 hours a week and dropping a dress size in a fortnight (AGAIN), I really appreciate friends who let you fall asleep on their couch halfway through the meal. many thanks were given on that night & others
let me know, do I still got time to grow? things ain’t always set in stone. with that being, let me know…
seems like streetlights glowing, happened to be just like moments passing in front of me. so I hopped in the cab and I paid my fare, see I know my destination but I’m just not there
