Anonymous asked: can we throw ourselves under the blankets and watch the sunrise together?

someday <3

Midterms are approaching and a hectic week awaits, but that is small and dainty

in regards to warm sheets and lullabies 

as though alleviation travels through the white wire, running to my ears—

white Christmas lights out, slumber assured. 

All sorts of disorientation

in familiar spaces 

Sometimes, we forget. We forget about all the little things we still have to see and the places we swore we’d travel to and the hearts we promised to find and keep. We forget that there’s a continuation and sometimes, even the next morning seems too far away. We lay in our beds—bodies smothered in sheets, reminders of when mother used to tuck in and whisper— sweet dreams, sweet dreams

sweet dreams.

It’s one of the strangest feelings, awakening in a daze and wanting nothing but to sink and sink,

when at one point we struggled to stay afloat in the midst of all the dreams. 

Anonymous asked: What color are your Cathy Jean boots? I love your style!

they’re dark brown, and thank you <3

Anonymous asked: Title of the instrumental song you posted on November 15 please? Please & thank you!

Life - Edwin Tejoz

Anonymous asked: sometimes when i read your writing, i can hear it as spoken word. Do you intend for it to be that way? Have you ever considered doing spoken word? You'd be really good.

I’ve never done spoken word, but I’ve definitely considered it and would like to try it out— possibly at an open mic on campus or something of the sort. And thank you. 

Anonymous asked: happy birthday! :)

thank you <3