College undergrad (senior) studying psychology and other things / nerding over photography and other things / keeping many interests and unnatural persistence -
I post personal ramblings / things that appeal to my sense of humor / things that excite me / things that upset me
The other day I was wondering how I would describe you to the police if you went missing… I wouldn’t even know how to describe you! The police would look for someone who’s 5’8” with brown hair and big birthing hips.
I gently take your hand in mine as the sun sets over the ocean and as the wind ruffles your hair. We lock eyes and lean in. I whisper what you’ve always wanted to hear “The mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell”