Reading poetry under the warm sky,🧋iced drink melting faster than my plans. I romanticize life like a paperback novel☺️—then reality taps my shoulder, asking what’s for dinner tonight🤩
𝒲ords keep me glowing, even when days 🌊 feel loud. Life isn’t always pastel metaphors🐠—but I still write, still breathe, still bloom. 🤩😀