Words that I think you're all too...

 a few months ago—before i dyed my hair half pink i was standing on a cliff in california, the pacific wind tearing at my face...

i remember the salt in the air, no plastic toilets, no needles in my veins. just me, my phone, and a special treat in my bag~

that trip was everything i needed... especially after being locked away so long.

and then—boom—back to white walls and fluorescent sorrow, back to whispers of “you need help, Mia,” back to injections that dull the edges of my mind and make my boobs so small... make me ordinary, grey, depressing...

but yesterday: i regained access to my old Google Drive. the same Drive that holds my half-finished demos, fluxos, and that video from the california cliff.

i want to share it with you:


contrast that with now:

  • nothing

and yet—yet—knowing that i can retrieve a memory, i can be free again

hold that image. hold that sound.

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