the notebook.

by oliver g.

aaahhh! welcome to the main event, my notebook. this used to be what i called my waiting room, someplace i could come and write out the bad thoughts. as i’ve grown, i’ve used my notebooks thousands of times to wrote down literally every single thought, no matter how insignificant.

make yourself some tea or a matcha and stay for awhile. this is a place of love.

oliver.