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indiscriminate kindness
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
Is it luck or a curse? That we can see the most beauty only from movement a walk a run a bike ride a car with the windows down. Maybe, if...
yearning for winter wishing for a life by the mountain and lots of laughing feels like Heaven, doesn’t it? so maybe I’ll find it and stay...
she has green valleys deep and wide old rocks by her side, tumbling down, her mountain passes; steep and unforgiving but when you see the...
Putting down the phone is currently my life’s work
Head up and beyond ☁️