They were just two lovers. Sitting in the car, listening to Blonde. In love with each other. Pink and orange skies, we feel like children, it's not Donal Glover.

I have a missed call from my mother. To say: where are you tonight? I have no excuse.

I was alone with the love of my life.

✨Golden hour✨
  • JoinedDecember 10, 2022