I believe in a kind world where everyone is true to themselves.

I was born in 2003.

I want to thank my family, my dog, my friends, music, Peter Lindbergh, Wolfgang Tillmans, Jimmy Desana, Rothko, Lorde, MoMA, Rick Owens, New York, Berlin, the wind, HAUS Labs Triclone Skin Tech Foundation, Beau Travail, La Jetee, Before Sunrise, Justine Kurland, The Uncensored Picture of Dorian Gray, Spotify, my SONY XM5s, my JBL, second chances, Photoshop, gaussian blur, introversion, Etsy, BAM, Letterboxd, Hannah Montana, David Bowie, Alexander McQueen, every failed talking stage, the color black, Sunset Park, Clinton Hill, Bushwick, pasta, Google Maps, i-D, solitude, community, Prospect Park, Nitehawk, Sunny Wigs, the seasons, Oat Milk, my Scorpio moon, my Scorpio rising, my scorpio venus, my sensitivity, broken toilet seats, masturbation, sex, Lana Del Rey, imposter syndrome, psychosis, loneliness, the 90s, light (in all it’s facets), gay voices, my youth, boredom, Color Aid, Basement, flirting with cute boys at concerts, the sun, long hair, birds in transit, the rain, the moon, grass, humbleness, modesty, @69696969infinity, black pepper, drag, the G train, slowed and reverbed songs, ICP, ARCA, Bell Hooks, B&H, Exposure Therapy, FKA twigs, my eyes, self criticism, growth, plant stores, the anthropogenic age, 5th Ave (Brooklyn), Harley Davidson, the notes app, lists, memory, escapism and an awarness of the responsibility it requires, poetry, language, my Latin culture, nuance, lack of clarity in art, tape, selflessness, my heart, my brain, Grindr, the private listening feature on Spotify, my patience, the color red, day dreaming, youth, health, ability, access to a library, empathy, for understanding, for reading this far if you did, time, and love.