Drew @drewbaca_
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Instead
Enough time passed and he just had to ask.
“Whose that?”
“Uh what oh he’s he’s one of my friends. My mates. From back in the day. We’d take pictures, draw pictures always trying to out do one another.”
“So he’s not famous? I could have sworn I’ve seen him before”
“No no well...
“Whose that?”
“Uh what oh he’s he’s one of my friends. My mates. From back in the day. We’d take pictures, draw pictures always trying to out do one another.”
“So he’s not famous? I could have sworn I’ve seen him before”
“No no well...
Drew's Pantry
🍵
59
Teas
🍪
79
Cookies
🧇
72
Waffles
🍍
69
Pineapples
🥃
70
Whiskeys
🍫
82
Chocolate Bars
🍣
81
Sushis
☕️
74
Coffees
🥓
80
Bacons
🍺
68
Beers
🥟
85
Dumplings
🍊
86
Tangerines
🥚
80
Eggs
🍓
71
Strawberries
🥩
63
Steaks
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Rivers
On the train again. Just can wait to be on the train again, life I love is moving quickly on the tracks. Just can't wait to be on the train again. Today was a strange day, that I spend on weird modes of transport. First a bike, thats not that...
Kendrick and Bahamas
I am up late today, which means I get to write and maybe be the first, but I was also the last, of the night before. At least where I live, and in Adagia world.
Recently I have been on the Kendrick train. Listening to the new album. Less of...
Recently I have been on the Kendrick train. Listening to the new album. Less of...
Lavender (Poem Sunday)
How many steps would it take me to make a path through an empty field
it reminds me of those big candies with each lick
you reveal a layer
Or like a candle who shrinks as the fire burns through the night
Right now it looks the same as when I started.
The grass hasn't...
it reminds me of those big candies with each lick
you reveal a layer
Or like a candle who shrinks as the fire burns through the night
Right now it looks the same as when I started.
The grass hasn't...
Running
Runners high. Although lately I mix in some walks here and there. Maybe when I was younger I would just run, I also could just run now, but I enjoy the walking part of the run. I feel like it allows me to stop and look at my thoughts that...
Stonehenge (poem Sunday)
Apparently people from looking at light in space can see when the universe started
She told me that wrinkles can tell a story of who you were.
I wasn’t sure but I do notice mine in the mirror more. And grey hair and changes I didn’t ask for.
Maybe it’s my subscriptions...
Finish A Thing
There’s been a change lately in the weather here and it’s nice. Very sunny, and smells like spring. My writing here has slowed due to thesis, but also still writing a lot. Almost to 100 day streak! So must keep it up. I am trying to finish one chapter at...
Pizza place
There is a space between people. No matter how tightly someone’s hand is held or big the hug. There is still space between.
Sometimes I thought that in space because there’s no air you could get closer. But still there are suits. Maybe you could hug for a short time, but...
Sometimes I thought that in space because there’s no air you could get closer. But still there are suits. Maybe you could hug for a short time, but...
Poem Sunday
Maybe I’ll get back to that
But right now there’s a soft light through the window
A street lamp I think it just got fixed
And a blue light I’m writing through or merely scrolling and then recording
Scrolling and then recording
Thumb injuries and back pain
There’s something you wanted to say
But...
But right now there’s a soft light through the window
A street lamp I think it just got fixed
And a blue light I’m writing through or merely scrolling and then recording
Scrolling and then recording
Thumb injuries and back pain
There’s something you wanted to say
But...
TikTok
Right now I’m laying on the floor thinking about how many things there are. I recently downloaded
TikTok
and there are so many things. People skateboarding, skiing and doing trick shots. It’s all very interesting you get sucked watching things that I never would have thought about. Like why do...
Sono una Pippa
In italian you can call yourself a handjob if you feel like your bad at something. Today I think I am a handjob, the weekend was too long, and I am not focused. Feels like I lost the momentum I had been building for awhile. Annoyingly, this makes dealing with...