jammin’ out to old janet jackson songs (“alright,” “escapade,” etc.); finished christmas lunch/dinner with amazing pagkain (food) courtesy of mom dearest; literally jammed on electric drums with pamilya (family); & now my room looks clean (keyword: looks). this is what it is. merry christmas, happy holidays (n*sync).
_______________ my new aesthetic. ____
you, me & everything in between. // you make the city feel like home. // what is there, then, if not us. // so many words, so little time. // every second a moment of painstaking brilliance. // but how far can we really travel without these stars to guide us home? // if only we could write the words, perhaps our hearts would follow. // the elementary truths, contained within a tiny, almost imperceptible vessel called existence
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what it is
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