my quarantine friend
my quarantine friend

I am a genderless, beaded self who requires patience, a slow pace and calming nature.

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  There was a tiny pink idea at first. Then, thoughts became things... to make me calm.

There was a tiny pink idea at first. Then, thoughts became things... to make me calm.

  Everything started with an eye. You were seeing before listening and talking.

Everything started with an eye. You were seeing before listening and talking.

  Suddenly depth was introduced to you, but one eye of yours wasn’t following the other.

Suddenly depth was introduced to you, but one eye of yours wasn’t following the other.

  Your nose was the monolith of inanimate beings.

Your nose was the monolith of inanimate beings.

  Your smile was overly joyous, not your kinda…

Your smile was overly joyous, not your kinda…

  Then your famous unsure, in pain, yet unlighted kind of smile comes. Your gorgeous oxymorons smile was hiding behind the little pillows that you weren’t fond of.

Then your famous unsure, in pain, yet unlighted kind of smile comes. Your gorgeous oxymorons smile was hiding behind the little pillows that you weren’t fond of.

  Then your blue trinity must have remained from your past reincarnations, gracefully shined against the red.

Then your blue trinity must have remained from your past reincarnations, gracefully shined against the red.

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my quarantine friend
  There was a tiny pink idea at first. Then, thoughts became things... to make me calm.
  Everything started with an eye. You were seeing before listening and talking.
  Suddenly depth was introduced to you, but one eye of yours wasn’t following the other.
  Your nose was the monolith of inanimate beings.
  Your smile was overly joyous, not your kinda…
  Then your famous unsure, in pain, yet unlighted kind of smile comes. Your gorgeous oxymorons smile was hiding behind the little pillows that you weren’t fond of.
  Then your blue trinity must have remained from your past reincarnations, gracefully shined against the red.
60.JPG
56.JPG
24.jpg
58.JPG
IMG_4183.jpg
7.jpg
IMG_3857.jpg
DSCF0853.JPG
my quarantine friend

I am a genderless, beaded self who requires patience, a slow pace and calming nature.

Instagram account

There was a tiny pink idea at first. Then, thoughts became things... to make me calm.

Everything started with an eye. You were seeing before listening and talking.

Suddenly depth was introduced to you, but one eye of yours wasn’t following the other.

Your nose was the monolith of inanimate beings.

Your smile was overly joyous, not your kinda…

Then your famous unsure, in pain, yet unlighted kind of smile comes. Your gorgeous oxymorons smile was hiding behind the little pillows that you weren’t fond of.

Then your blue trinity must have remained from your past reincarnations, gracefully shined against the red.

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