thinking today of Chanel Miller, the artist and writer who was the victim of sexual assault by Brock Turner at Stanford in 2015. i revisit her victim impact statement often. and i wish we could say things have changed in the 10 years since her assault
one thing about me : i L O V E summer. i don’t think spring is better. i don’t ever miss the fall. i dont care even when im cursing the hell gods for their brimstone fire. summer is pure freedom and nature’s baddiest time. The sun is a goddamn scientific miracle and so are we!
youth is never coming back.. so you better take pictures of sunlight coming into the house, plant a tree, roam the city without a purpose, follow the moon