Whenever there’s a consistent loud noise in public, I find myself humming through it. Is our self-consciousness about being perceived the only thing separating us from our true joyous selves?!
There's something exciting about the moment when the first airpod runs out of power and you just hope you’ll get through the song before it completely cuts you off and you have to go on in silence.
in the summer evenings playing old songs out loud feeling the humidity against your skin and being reminded of the summers of when you were 11 12 13 and this is all there ever was
i think that heartbreak is one of the most (if not THE most) human experiences of all time. it hurts so bad but also hurts so strangely good in a “i feel so alive rn and i love so much” type of way. through all of the vivid and gut-wrenching emotions, it forces you to grow so fucking much both maturity-wise and identity-wise. so yeah, heartbreak is tonights rec
