Artist Sarah Long

Your hair… It was so long and so straight. Just like you were, sitting there in that chair. And I said to myself, is that Her? No way… It can’t be, she’s too straight,…

Love…. Love, love, love, love, love.. Sometimes it flows, and sometimes it doesn’t. Sometimes, it just… GOES. That’s OK tho. It just means you’re growing, yo. And sure it’s hard cuz, it means…

It was so hot…
It made my heart drop.

What do I remember most? I’d say your hair for sure…

I’m finding it really hard to understand the point of my existence lately. If I’m not capable of executing on my plans to save the world, then what’s the point of me being…