dimples, being an equestrian, skin browned by sun's kiss, fingers tangled through mine, love, lust, the house on mango street, words, your arm pressed into mine, feeling featherlight, giddy butterflies before bed, angles and sharp bones, lyrics, bokeh, wavy messy hair, rocky the raccoon, idiosyncrasies, innocence, running (leaving it all behind), epiphanies, your voice, dreams, old fragile books you can whisper to, you
fingers sticky with honey and chocolate, playground crushes, friday afternoons with friends and kool-aid and making movies, mirasol, barbequed tempeh, 5am rides the summer i turned 15, a friend so close she was practically my sister, her bright blonde hair and the way it was so messy when we woke up in the morning after laughing ourselves to sleep, when i saw only the best in everyone, you
simplicity, to keep a hold on hope this time, ryan reynolds (......), to make you proud, something meaningful, to be an artist, to know, the right words, to sit in the park at night beneath a tree and write in the dark, love, lust, music, truth, words without speech, you
tell me what you love, what you miss, what you want
- 187 the nights are forever, i can't get to sleep. ...
- 186 someday i'll look back on this and i'll either...
- 184 like teen spirit
- 183 i accidentally took my sleep meds at 7am today...
- 182 it's wednesday
- 181 is there something in the way i move across th...
- 180 i will be the sweetest thing, surrender
- 179 hearts wrapped in blankets laying low
- 178 i would be complete if you could put me down i...
- 177 i can't hear much but the melody coming from y...
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