bubbles, arcades, you.

his friend told her not to talk to him anymore. and she kept her promise, just like that. that was the night she wrote her last letter to him. the one she never sent. she had wanted to send him letters every other week. in the end she only sent two. every so often, she… Continue reading bubbles, arcades, you.

a letter to columbia

breathe. it's only another day. inhale. exhale.¬† ¬†inhale. i see a seat. i see an opportunity. but if i sit i'll never get back. in h a l e. it's freaking cold. damn. her song blasts over the engines. it's a heartbreaking song. a peach was bruised awfully bad. it's what happens when you don't… Continue reading a letter to columbia