Autumn has finally arrived. The beginning of the school year is about a month behind us now, so it feels as if summer locked its door a while ago, but here we meet the true end. As homework began to pile up and red leaves started to hit the ground, members of the Impact wrote.
Whenever the sun manages to chase away the clouds and emerge from the gloom, I get the impulsive urge to beam. The rays lift my arms and legs like the strings of a puppet, and I skip and smile like nothing has ever hurt me. I’m a kid again, every color looks saturated, my music.
Whenever the sun manages to chase away the clouds and emerge from the gloom, I get the impulsive urge to beam. The rays lift my arms and legs like the strings of a puppet, and I skip and smile like nothing has ever hurt me. I’m a kid again, every color looks saturated, my music.
I am a girl who feasts on the slow, easy feeling of familiarity, and I eat Lana Del Rey’s love songs for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Her voice sounds like a mother in her youth, her acoustics play to the rhythm of a steady beating heart, her lyrics beautiful interpretations of thoughts I could never.