rabi. pronounce it "rah-bee." my name is arabic; I am not.

I like big cities and small secrets. also popsicles in the winter, blank books, the sound of practice scales drifting through my window, toothbrushing, handholding, and growing through the immoretelles. I am terribly sentimental, but so far I think I have ended up with the right regrets.

when I was a baby my father taught me to jump from high places even if the ground underneath was made of concrete.

I have a defective immune system. from the outside I look mostly normal. I am stoic like you wouldn't believe.

my stuffed penguin loves me. (some people do, too!)        [ X ]