Bored with nothing to do,
but lay around listening to Deja Entendu thinking about you.
Happy indigenous peoples day!
How was I supposed to know what’s real and what’s not? It feels like I’m the only one who doesn’t know the difference.
― Jenny Han, To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before, Chapter 49
palo alto (2014)
you are my peach, you are my plum