☆ the opening line in Indian Rubber by Radiohead
☆ How I met your mother (you cannot shame me for this, it’s my friends, as I said to maya these are MY white people)
☆ the people from the physics class + my ta and my physic professor
☆ physics being almost over
☆ late July (its my birthday and also the song by shakey graves - audiotree version)
☆ spamming the groupchat with my thoughts even though my friends don’t respond that often (stella I miss you)
☆ how much time i’ll have once I’m done with summer classes
☆ the thought of going to California
☆ matcha +oatmilk
☆ mountains
☆ Brat by Charli
☆ going to the sweat tour with Maya later in the year
☆ seeing mannequin pussy later also with Maya and aster!
☆ my car
☆ driving when everything is blue and listening to Jackson to Lucinda Williams
☆ my mother
☆ spending my birthday with school friends
☆ rediscovering old music
☆ non english music
☆ being summer time pretty
☆ not being on hinge or tinder
☆ the thought of being able to making music and record it and maybe upload it
☆ potentially making more friends
☆ gay people (I see your value now)
☆ spending time with people
☆ not being cold
☆ being delusional
☆ having solo dance parties with my speaker
☆ cheeto puffs
☆ letterboxd (my one true love)
☆ texting people like were mid conversation
☆ texting people I haven’t in a while
☆ troye sivan grinding on ross lynch
another more comprehensive post is coming!
Will be referring to this when I need to indulge in cool content. I feel cool by reading this.
Pecado 🙏🙏