Summer of 2019 belongs to me... years away yet somewhere in-between. Friends with scooters and spilt milkshakes... tobacco shops and drunken mistakes. Uber drives in new scented cars... with unlikely dives at classy gay bars. Cigarette butts and cold wind nights... hotel keys and blurred city lights. Crooked smiles and shitty leftovers... With a pancake … Continue reading 2019


Maybe I was wrong... Maybe my beliefs were falsified. Maybe my emotions took hold... Maybe my thoughts were calcified. Maybe I did what was best... Maybe you felt crucified. Maybe I chose correctly... And maybe we'll end up feeling satisfied.