I appreciate this song. The vulnerability in admiration. The way their voices sound like home. I appreciate the visuals. The understated vintage clothing. The whimsical atmosphere. Beautiful deeper brown toned women. This is it.
2019 will be a year of self-love.
“It’s not you. It’s anyone. Sometimes I don’t want anyone around. Some afternoons I lie on my bed and the light comes through the shutters on the floor and I think I never want to leave my own room.”— Joan Didion, Run River (via anamorphosis-and-isolate)
