I hope you made it through December
Lydia, 19
the sight of a thousand stars peppered across the black canvas of a sky (the constellations, the galaxies and the star clusters), the smell of books and rain, and hair freshly showered, empty buses on a rainy day, the sound of Justin Vernon serenading me after 2AM, and silence - always the silence that resonates when the world is deep in ( Read more... )
the sight of a thousand stars peppered across the black canvas of a sky (the constellations, the galaxies and the star clusters), the smell of books and rain, and hair freshly showered, empty buses on a rainy day, the sound of Justin Vernon serenading me after 2AM, and silence - always the silence that resonates when the world is deep in ( Read more... )
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