Enamoured by the concept of biographies of fictitious people. An entire life and existence that never was. Something about it is fascinating to my personal predilections regarding literature.
must-have accessories
bandaids
visible nipples thru shirt
leg bruises
armpit hair
undereye dark circles
"it's so fucking over" yeah dude it's 11pm it's the end of the day it's time for you to go to bed. and tomorrow you'll be so fucking back because you'll be awake. go tuck yourself in dude you'll be ok
Let’s meet at the lake
childhood was painful but at least my brain was underdeveloped enough to keep vibing back then. take me back
going hard this summer i dont give two fucks
Pharoah