Spill The Thésis

this is for the girls who feel so free on the dancefloor. the dancefloor is, in fact, not superficial. so close your eyes & shake your ass in the middle of the crowd, or sway your hips against that hottie & make out passionately.

you know what? wear something nice. and push. and once you’re done, and sweated all the emotions away, just hold on to the memories. on & on.

do you hear that? it’s the sound of a rebirth, it’s an ode to city life and horniness. my babe can’t believe i’ve turned into someone new. yearning for a sense of urgency and immediacy. baring my soul as an armour against the world.

pouring all of my whims, my fears, my desires, my flesh into this sound. in the hope that through this sweat, i’ll emerge cleansed. clear as water.

do you feel alone? you’re not alone. descend into the crowd & sweat out your sorrows. don’t need to know their name or their story, just that they’re a perfect stranger for tonight. this is for the girls who are not afraid of taking the activator because they know the balance will be respected. remember u are 1. let’s go ✧

dry ur tears, wear your most dishevelled tank top, and get in, it's a brat summer. 365 party girl 365, am i your favorite reference? this is for the girls who go out in last night's makeup, an ethel cain remix blasting on their air pods. for a boy to look like a girl is degrading, cause u think that being a girl is degrading, but secretly you'd love to know what its like wouldn't u ? what it feels like 4 a girl.

can u feel this ? >.< the promises of yet another summer. the ache of august pressing.

it’s ok %ᵕ‿‿ᵕ% this feeling never ends. if u close your eyes. ur back on that night. that outfit, so c*nt. i’m in2u, ur in2 me. the heat of the moment, the pulsating lights, the vibrating darkness, the blurred crowd. i dig my fingers. did we kiss or did we not? am i clinging to a memory or to an idea of it? does it even matter to a girl like me ✮

thru those beats i chase after that rush. i got them ~ under my skin.

must b love if it happened twice. (≧ω≦) no? i think so. the rest is up to you ~

here we are again. i close my eyes and i can feel my heart beating like an 808 drum. is it ur embrace? or am i just dancing by myself? tonight i can be on my own, it’s a jump into the dark, but i close my eyes and i let it go. there’s this desire i want to turn into, you know? pls just tell me it will be okay. (*/ω＼)

do you think it’s nice that we share the same sky? i do. we’re both underneath the same sky, so we’re kind of together. ( ɵ̥̥ ˑ̫ ɵ̥̥)

breathe in, breathe out. welcome to my island. ☂︎✯

the name “pac choi” is a play on words between my name, Pacôme, and a staple vegetable of South-East Asian cuisine, Pak Choy. 🥬

some say flop is temporary, but is slay 4ever? there’s only way to find out. no clothes allowed, only your anime plush toy & tamagotchi around your neck. this is for the girlies who don’t wanna speak with words, only kawaii emojis and cat sounds. u’ve been strong 4 so long, so now just be cute n filthy. being perceived is outdated, u just wanna be UwU. falling 4 u hardcore. just wanna go (*>﹏<*) real hard, lip gloss on. wanna hold u close like a locket (╯-╰)

maximising the UwU potential. this is aggressively cute, the cute cute cute edition. ฅ(• ɪ •)ฅ

the name “pac choi” is a play on words between my name, Pacôme, and a staple vegetable of South-East Asian cuisine, Pak Choy. 🥬

it’s a warm moonlit night, it’s the end of summer. as melancholy comes awash, plunge into the bitter sweet memories, embrace the fear that u will never feel like this again. this is late night dancing under the moonlight, then pausing for a moment of introspection. the ebb and flow of the sea. a tight embrace and a tearful goodbye. every instant of bliss, every instant of pain has led u here. u belong 2 me, i belong 2 u. do u think ur better off alone? nightcore 2 the max. this is aggressively cute, the vulnerable and soft edition.

‧⁺◟( ᵒ̴̶̷̥́ ·̫ ᵒ̴̶̷̣̥̀ )

late at night, i think of u. and i hope ur okay, for u are safe & loved, to the stars and back. ✧✦✰☽☄︎

the name “pac choi” is a play on words between my name, Pacôme, and a staple vegetable of South-East Asian cuisine, Pak Choy. 🥬

it’s summer, it’s hot, it’s sticky, it’s sweaty. you’d rather be dry? what’s dripping? sweat or ur p*ssy? i can feel your hands on me everywhere, they stare but we dont care. is it a pre-taste of hell ? maybe. but then, might as well turn up. no words uttered, just purr. this is aggressively cute, the summer edit. only bimbo high femme énergie.

(；^ω^）

this is ur invitation 2 eternal damnation, so get in line, pass the wine b*tch.

(*￣▽￣)旦 且(´∀｀*)

the name “pac choi” is a play on words between my name, Pacôme, and a staple vegetable of South-East Asian cuisine, Pak Choy. 🥬

last time around, I invited you to dip your toe, this time around it’s a full body immersion, a complete package of hyperpop, eurodance and all that’s inbetween. if you’re looking for a way to sonically repel tops, look no further. the mood board is “aggressively cute”, so put on your complicated tank top (make it harder for tops to remove them) and come have your complete, unconstrained power thru music. vroom vroom b*tch, it’s gworl domination.

we’ve definitely won dancing. and if we can make it through, what comes next will be marvellous.

the name “pac choi” is a play on words between my name, Pacôme, and a staple vegetable of South-East Asian cuisine, Pak Choy. 🥬