PUNCH-DRUNK LOVE

Weeks after the dissemination of the most-awaited blog post, SOS that is: — nominal details about the author behind the blog — curiosity has doubled and more interrogations were queried through social media. And although it should've compensate curiosity, nor dwindle such inquiry, the corollary was ironic: the contrary. With that said, I presume thee with a personal digest:

Behind the bustle of a still glitz online front, August and such social media platforms of my own, I am a work in progress — take cue from Snapchat archives and reverse. Regardless for my new magazine feature and major campaigns, I have yet space for upheaval — my coping mechanism for stress, the paragon of a teen idle: the times I desuetude school works, the amount of money for food I consume on a diurnal basis and weekly splurges. In the midst of school strain and the mount of works, an external flash photo set c/o Norm Magazine and a slumber party is the best way to curtail said stress.