four oclock in the morning i observed him with his nose pressed lightly against the window of my car, his scarf is black and grey and wrapped around his face, his hands are tucked tightly into his pockets and his eyes are squinty trying to look inside. he pulls his scarf down just enough to expose his mouth to huff some warm air onto the car window ( Read more... )

we share umbrellas on rainy days & hold hand through mittens on cold days. we have so many moments where our hearts are laid out openly to each other and there is nothing more pure than that in a relationship of any sort. i am so sorry for so many things, but no one seems to know or understand more than him ( Read more... )

i made yummy spinach soup for us tonight. my belly is warm and full and i'm ready for a nice back rub and cuddle time with lovely. he bathe me earlier in pink pearly bubbles and talked easy about the likes of life in a way that made everything feel wrapped up in heavy glowing lovliness. (also, earlier in the night we sat in the grass and i somehow ( Read more... )

i woke up really early today to call into work & left a short messege on the machine, i'm really happy no one answered i hate dealing with people. i ended up laying outside in the hammock for a couple of minutes before drifting off to sleep & being woken up by a sleepy and also sick george. it's so strange how we both got sick. he has a bad fever ( Read more... )

my stomache hurts from eating too much pink icing ( Read more... )

i get a tiny sicly feeling in the bottom of my stomache whenever i think about relationships now. lastnight at the theatre i couldn't look straight into the eyes of a very nice boy who was trying to make polite conversation with me. sometimes i miss that security of just reaching out & knowing (deep deep deep down inside) there will (always) be a ( Read more... )

clouds
grass
plums
sunshine
cotton candy

♥ my thighs are really soft. i also have the softest girl crush on someone who touches my heart daily. so soft that i get the tingley sensation between my eyes right before i cry. (& not cos he makes me ache) he helps me heal.

i like having the feeling of heartshaped goosebumps all over my skin when i kiss boys. i like the way hair smells. i like boys with slightly curly hair because i like twirling the ends with my fingers. i like boys that smell like soap. i like boys with plump lips and sad eyes. i dont care much for eyecolour because colour is just beautiful. boys ( Read more... )

i wonder if reoccuring dreams have a more than abstract meaning behind the waking moments, or if it just means i daydream too much about a certain person that even in my sleep i can't stop daydreaming. i take naps like kittens & i am becoming terrified that i will dream away my life like sleeping beauty or something along those lines ( Read more... )

there is something about this entire day that makes my heart swollen and happy all at once. i'm glad to know that i can still be that same girl that i was two yrs ago when i was spinning off in euphoria and everything captured my heart and i cried because i was happy and laughing too hard, not because i was a mess of girl ache and heart throbs ( Read more... )