Thoughts of my bedroom

I am a girl who changes like the unpredictable weather of Los Angeles. I struggle to regulate my emotions, just as the sun struggles to break through the clouds on a rainy day.

I love music, especially when I can share it with the people I love. The rhythm is a constant in my life, and I can hardly remember a moment without it.

I try to go with the waves but always seem to fall off my surfboard. I enjoy planned things but dread them before they even begin. I hate when they’re canceled.

I am a girl still searching for the answers to what makes an ideal teenage experience—but I haven't found them yet.

I am a girl who sees beauty in the small things; the way the sky turns pink at sunset, the sound of rain hitting my window, the comfort of familiar laughter. But I also find myself lost in the in-between moments, unsure of what comes next.

I crave connection yet often retreat into my own world. I want to be understood, but sometimes I don't even understand myself.

I am me.