Year 14.

Love is a social and psychological construct that provides a sense of deeper, abstract productivity to humanity. Tell that to my 14 year old self and it would lose its sense of being. All I looked for was pure love back then, love in any form to be at peace with myself. My purpose of…

14.09.17.

  01:22:30 hours. Death and all his friends //Viva La Vida Today was weird and I’ll be talking about it. Today I was a happy person who got to sleep after many sleepless nights. Yet, it drained me of all my energy. I guess being an insomniac by default who stresses over a lot of…

Cigarettes after sex.

01.09.2017; 00:26 hours. Thoughts of dope and pancakes, summer windy rides and nights under the neon signs instead of those plain ‘ol stars surround me as I drown myself in The Rolling Stones and a jar of chocolate dip, playing wife to my favourite, juicy strawberries. It’s all weird if you ask me. But then…