Sara Reverb
V-Day but no edits of 21st May
“Daisy Lady”
My gal
Best insights on the consumption habits and the minds of humans pursuing podcasts. Gals.
Evenness.
My favorite parts of reflection following a merely marvelous outing to Manhattan:
A bus stop of some obsessive reflections but it’s all okay. (some self-reassurance)
Quick pay and tap; I was responsive and ready this time
Braids! Oh you’re so gorgeous.
The mere decoupage of presenting myself on the “precarious” Internet. Jk…I live in the world but occasionally visit my phone. Thank you and Goodnight.
Sometimes feels good to channel in.
SkyZone…not in a jumping mood today. but bounce if you’re in Paris. This is Twitter thread, agh self-deprecation. I miss your sighing
Emergence type of music from the Elevator to the floor. I got off at Nevins
Portrait of a Dead Girl?
I thought Sara showed me a photo of a portrait of Dorian? Gray?
It was a child.
A schoolboy.
Guy who drove me home (? “”) yesterday resembled my grandpa a bit. I threw away the candy…kind of sorry.
Dad, please save the precious flowers and the flavorful oranges; you left your Joy in Denmark.
He. Was. delightful.
Dismiss the comments; he shared too much for his consensual conservatism. Close up, you’re dipping your dimes into my tenacity of a childhood. Cool, I’ll leave it with the wind and walk around the ward.
4ever? Even you, you really wanna talk about ambiguity?
Later as some delightful reflections passed, we talked about Katy Perry music videos.“No, the BEST music video is Thriller” Peace.
Best to you; I might see you in California or maybe here in New York?
Oh baby, I will always be in New York. I don’t do that L.A. stuff.
it’s dismissive.
I savored the strawberry sweetness. Samples for a taste of speed.
Can I say the opposite??