I recently realized that I may be truly terrified of the love that I crave the most.
And the realization came after I watched a rom-com with my mom, as most of my love-related realizations do.
At the place where all romantic comedies must make you believe that there is no point of return for our beloved two, the male love interest said something along the lines of, “Even if your dream man came to whisk you away, you would still turn him down, because you’re too afraid to take that risk, and admit that you feel anything real.”
Which was only just unsettling until my mom side-eyed me immediately after his delivery and inevitable march out of the scene. Then it became real, and all of a sudden I needed to use the restroom.
Continue reading love, and middle school.
For the moments the waves decide to release, and let you make eye contact with the stars.
The moments that youth turns eternal. Continue reading Eternal (Jukebox Pt.2)
In true coming of age fashion, I have compiled a playlist that captures what my movie would feel like. It’s full of heartbreaking, soul saving, exhilarating songs that make me okay with the fact that I’m an adult now, that has to do adult things, like driving over speed bumps and paying for my own movie tickets. Like all genre playlists, though, there’s subdivisions. There … Continue reading The Numb of Post Adolescence (Jukebox, P.1)
I have one of those now. An Alma Mater, I mean. On June 1st, 2021, I became a high school graduate and an AP burnout. Well, not exactly. But for the next year I’m riding that wave, because most, if not all, of my time is my own now. It always was, I suppose. But that doesn’t mean that it felt like it. That day … Continue reading Alma Mater
I look up at the purple sky and let the cold wind freeze my cheeks. Maybe the world has some hope left after all. Continue reading Fever Dream (dawn-mxmtoon)