a story to go with the rearrangement of this space
my cancer heart is singing with nostalgia. I was 13. and 15. and then again, 18. "as wise as her years" 😭🥹
we knew so much in our innocence, didn't we?
18. This piece is beautifully visceral. I was on the beach with you.
I can feel you there <3
my cancer heart is singing with nostalgia. I was 13. and 15. and then again, 18. "as wise as her years" 😭🥹
we knew so much in our innocence, didn't we?
18. This piece is beautifully visceral. I was on the beach with you.
I can feel you there <3