The length of one mindwave dissolving, pulling back, and forming into another. Retracting just to revert, reaching its epitome at night, When all is silent and all I can hear are my thoughts. This is me, my mind, my heart, my soul, my ocean.
Lorena. 20.
Garden of Eden, Pangaea.
(NYC)
Artist, writer, nerd, belly dancer mixed in with the workaholic, workout-aholic, school loving, young adult.
I'm actually unicorn dressed as an adult human female.
