- the cold breeze of air (i'm eighteen years old and i'm alive)
- texts from my friends
- my current read on my bedside table
- a hot cup of coffee (the shock of the caffeine reminds me of who i am supposed to be. in urdu, my name means intelligent. bea means nothing and somehow, everything)
- the movie i watched at 3 am (i miss the sleep i could've gotten but never the intrinsic feeling of belonging a piece of media drags me down with)
- TGR ANNOUNCEMENT!!! (EVERYONE WILL BE SICK OF ME WHEN FEBRUARY ROLLS AROUND)
jan 21 2025 ∞
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