A leaf? Yes, I think so. I feel my life is like a leaf, drifting aimlessly, carried away by the whims of the wind.

I was made by pent-up anger, and unheard words, by unexpressed longing, by endless love. I am what people don’t say but do.

A piece of Pandora box.

A mix of Mitski lyrics and freshly picked-out strawberries :]

The little habits of everyone I love and the little joys in everyday life.

Stars, this random answer just popped into my brain.

slime

I think I was made of ocean breeze :]