It’s like forgetting…

I’m such a mess right now. I don’t know what to think or feel, but maybe that’s part of the process?

 

The broken beauty of being human?

 

I’m tired and thrilled at the same time…I’m bleeding jazz music through my veins and crying violin symphonies.

 

Smokey eyes cover music paper lashes in the silence of our spaces…

 

I will hug you like parentheses    (…)

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