If you woke up thinking about sandcastles. If your breakfast had a pretty tomato in it. If you pondered what you would look like next to a bed of poppies before you fell asleep. Becoming your thoughts…
Assemble yourself in the morning/
pull lose ends at lunch
unravel after dinner
The best ones are the ones that no one sees/
sensory-first fabric choices,
i'll adjust the heat accordingly
Sleeping through the sunrise at a park after a night out, wearing your party dress, a cardigan draped over your face, clutching onto your kitten heels and oversized bag as the world awakens from its slumber.
I love my mom and I love an excuse to sit down and talk to her for hours. And then when we get home we keep talking for another couple hours. Really helps with the whole “we watch our parents grow old too”
Nobody can stop me from covering this city in wondrous joy. Specifically anything by the talking heads or echo and the bunnymen. Also it keeps you safe because everyone thinks you’re crazy.
