Hey, lovelies. I'm new so i'm not sure how to do this, but I'll try. 
I write across genres, but there is a general statement i want to make. I want to write about mediocre magnificence. Failed artists, self-hate, Monday mornings and the first cigarette you lit. 
For all of the things we do everyday and the pain we went through should be remembered, even if we're not so special at all. 
Text me whenever, Nina <3