never felt gratitude like this. almost overwhelming. its nice to reflect that ever since i learned how to walk, i have not stopped. these memories were never easy earned. every new light that hits my face, i think of him. he never got to see these cities, never got to see this version of me and i always wonder what he would’ve thought. i carry him with me everywhere. i’m here only because of him. at times i look down at my hand or in my mother’s eyes and I see him. I’ve been lucky enough to grieve, to struggle, lucky enough to lose friends, lucky enough to be flawed. we’re still here dawg. present. living and breathing. becoming. there is no blueprint for this. some words find you today, some will find you in ten years. shit is a miracle. New York City been everything a kid been searching for. this life experience is such a gift dawg and I am so happy to be here.
Love has never been a popular movement. And no one's ever wanted, really, to be free. The world is held together, really it is held together, by the love and the passion of a very few people. Otherwise, of course, you can despair. Walk down the street of any city, any afternoon, and look around you. What you've got to remember is what you're looking at is also you. Everyone you're looking at is also you. You could be that person. You could be that monster, you could be that cop. And you have to decide, in yourself, not to be. - James Baldwin
today I ran into one of my favorite fashion inspirations on the way to the train. somehow it turned into the loveliest conversation over hot chocolate and chess. beautiful day:)
2025 was the year I was finally able to lean into a version of myself I had only ever caught in glimpses before. so much life, love, loss, and change over the course of one year. it changed me in ways i could only dream of. i’m so grateful. what a gift this life is.
