nicole

life has this peculiar habit of changing your mind before you realize you’ve changed it. one new person, one new possibility, and suddenly the things you were certain about feel oddly borrowed.

i never know what to do with those moments that seem tiny at first but somehow alter everything afterward. suddenly the future looks wider, stranger, and way less predetermined.

nothing smells quite like standing by the water, that cool salty air rolling in and suddenly every expensive fragrance feels a little performative

the ocean’s fragrance is genuinely its own category, crisp, briny, airy, slightly feral. good luck putting that in a jar

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