Maryam

Hello! I write letters to moments in song form. // Boston-based singer-songwriter

[click-fate]

[floatan]

[radiantquotes]

[boy-so-pale]

[lostinpersona]

As I Was Moving Ahead Occasionally I Saw Brief Glimpses of Beauty, Jonas Mekas (2000)

[indestructible-manifestations]

[drewwilsonphoto]

[sitoutside]

[artisthumors-blog]

[sunsetquotes]

“Nothing ever ends poetically. It ends and we turn it into poetry. All that blood was never once beautiful. It was just red.”

—

Kait Rokowski

[friendly-animals]

(Source)

[lovelyfoodyum]

[thealienemily]

[cashstrappedcooking]

[crackedlittletuile]

I Wish I Was an Angel

I'd give anything to see you smile.

Hi guys, I wrote a thing. 

I wrote this a few summers back when I was going through a really hard time with my depression but recently rewrote it as a reflection of my recovery

[thegoodvybe]

[sharpeshelen]

I just love Nick so much, I don’t want him to lose his mom again. So I just wanted you to know: that one day - when he marries another lucky girl who is enough for you, and you’re playing with your grandkids while the Tan Hua’s are blooming, and the birds are chirping - that it was because of me: a poor, raised by a single mother, low class, immigrant nobody.