I’ve always felt some kind of way about people who delete their social to just start back up a week later. I was always so confused until one day I was just tired. Tired of scrolling endlessly. Tired of my life being consumed by my phone. Tired of my life being consumed by everyone in my phone and everything in it.

Sometimes I wake up and I just think life is going pretty well. I’m drinking my water, I’m minding my business, my skin is clear - #hallelujah. Other days, not so much - but hey, totally normal. I am a native New Yorker, I love everything the city has to offer but there’s just one thing that really never sits well with me on a personal level

I’d like to see you in my passenger seat, stripped of insecurities, responsibilities, and adversities; receptive to the world in a way where they don’t reflect the concrete or the passing trains. 

She saw her reflection in the words spilled on the page
She looked in the mirror and saw a reflection she’d never seen before
Covered in a garden of
sunflowers and roses
babies breath and tulips

You take me back to that time
when going to the bodega with a dollar was living good
when the block would shut down in the summertime
and water pressure from the hydrant would sing me to sleep