Sometimes, I wonder if someone out there sees the little things that make me who I am—the way I light up over coffee on a rainy day ☕️🌧️ or how I get lost in the pages of a good book 📖. If you find beauty in vulnerability, maybe we could explore those hidden corners together. What do you say? ✨This is what I look like with nothing to hide

My thoughts have been feeling a little less anchored lately, drifting towards a quiet warmth I can’t quite name. I’m trying to keep them neatly ordered, but the pull is getting stronger. Holding tight, but not for long. 💫Holding tight, but not for long

He had it coming.

Apply ice to the burnt area

Guess he wasn’t a fan.

The nephew won.