i wrote this exactly a year and five days ago at time that i decided to be more vulnerable in my writing n life. i never posted it because i never got to finish it n ill never finish it, but i wanted to share even if its no longer relevant.
its rly no surprise that within the first few weeks of living in nyc i hop on the subway n go to a music festival on my own. last weekend i went to the meadows which is a kinda new fest in queens n it was pretty much my indie bitch peak. v diff than la festivals, less shitty people in the crowd, surprisingly more personal space, same amount of ugly dancing.
