just to say i love

nelle. twenty-five (when i remember). student (& unsure, really, how to be anything else). nyc (but perpetually homesick for wherever i'm not).

composed primarily of words, coffee, tea, dreams, not-enough-sleep, the collision of dissonant worlds, breathtaking music, a tenacious belief in magic, laughter, echoes, whispers of history, the smell of the world after it rains, & punctuation.

Oh, I meant to tell you. A couple came in this morning, and in between making out inappropriately, they told us that at restaurants they frequent, the staff know to not only seat them on the same side of the booth, but also to only give them one menu. I wanted to throw up on them just so they would know what existing in the same world with them felt like.

— texts like this are why my sister is the greatest

  1. justonesyllable posted this
:hilarity: :quotable: :this is why we're bffs: