talking shit about books, music, films.

anonymous letters and essays

poetry, prose and personal grievances. a place for people who know they're the problem.

Allowing yourself to change when you feel the need, to create even if this voice in your mind is telling you to don't do it, exploring those parts of yourself that scared you, catch yourself dreaming about the day when all your wishes will come true.

we'll make a video to our future selves.

if dr bronner was just a little guy