. ݁⋆ৎ 𝖡𝗎𝗇𝗄𝖾𝗋

Winners aren't always the luckiest , sometimes you have to be the loser

Those good old days

I hope that day comes which finally I'll be free from all the pressures and hopelessness so I can discover myself to feel like I'm at home without worrying about tomorrow.

I wonder how life was in the ice age, like no contact, no communication, no bothering, no tiktok just sleeping and eating effortlessly how we wish now

All I need is a road trip with a truck and old musics , a dirty journal and a hollow mind.

You can't win at everything, but at least you can try