layered the lush rose jam shower gel with fraaagola saalaaata and walked to my local diner. kept catching my own confection scent in the air. life can be so simple

people keep talking about the same old early modern texts. Hamlet this, Richard that… you don’t even get to the good stuff until you’re reading some forgotten manuscript called Ping Pong the Orphan and Sir John his Cuck

should i use this platform to slowly release my twitter drafts