midnight ride and suddenly every streetlight thinks it’s the main character. the city is blurred, everyone’s half asleep, and i’m sitting in the backseat pretending i’m in a music video that nobody asked for but everyone’s watching anyway.
proof that if you stand on a beach long enough during sunset, eventually you’ll start acting like you’re in the last scene of a coming-of-age movie. i don’t make the rules. the sun does.
just me showing up to watch the sunset and somehow ending up in its photoshoot. the sky was doing the most, the waves knew their angles, and even the seagulls came prepared. i was really just there for the vibes.
a whole city view outside the window and somehow the apple still ended up being the main event. took one bite and suddenly it became a photoshoot. not sure if i’m enjoying the scenery or just making sure nobody asks for a bite. nyaam!