Huan, hello …! These are the best compliments I could receive. Pinches your cheeks like a delighted grandmother. You’ve captured my essence in a bottle, I’d say 🎶

For being so sickeningly sweet, allow me to gift you some descriptions of my own, even if they are shallow and less comprehensive : You are a winter fox’s burrow, innocent at first glance, but hidden for a reason. A smile with teeth. Bandages over cuts — who can tell from what. The sound of chains rattling in a warehouse — it should be normal, but is it? The feeling of an old house creaking on its’ foundation. Porcelain chipped at the edges. A child’s missing tooth and the seven quarters found under their pillow. Rosy cheeks from standing out in the cold too long. Braces that settle teeth yet pinch the wearer’s cheeks. A collection of precious things in an innocuous box.

Here’s a lulling song for you, young savior.

Hello, dear Doctor. Pleasant seeing you in my inbox!

🎧✿ ྉ “I’d rather cry because I miss you than be with you and be mean.”
🎀✿ ྉ The past two weeks have been turbulent though peaceful. I got scammed and had to order a new debit card. I had fun on a date. I cried over my date. I got new jeans and maryjanes. I’ve thought of selling my clothes properly. I’ve been seeing so many butterflies as of late; blue & green ones sicken me at times and I feel grateful for them otherwise. Finality is not easy, I fear. I don’t do well with it. Neither do I well with change. You think they’d be opposites, but they often go hand in hand. Tomorrow will be lovely : I’m waking at four a.m., getting picked up, watching the sunrise while fishing, then meeting prom boy’s parents. I hope I can keep my mouth shut!