smelling the flowers pressed against her neck
How do people keep each other?
I had so many dreams. Now I just want to sleep.
I watch my shadow split in two, walking in front of me on the sidewalk. I hear the wind. I hear everything.
I could take it or leave it, I’ve been here before.
Roberi & Fraud
Tom Ford Fall 2017
AREA f/w 2017 Kendall Jenner
Every day the butterfly visits me in one form or another. “Chrysalis.” She comes out through the TV show I put on in the background, on the radio program in my uber, on a webpage about film (I must have conjured her through the story). Or she conjured herself through my memory. “It’s not so much a death, as it is a transformation.” The radio lady’s voice echoes in my head.
Palette c/o @benjamin.ewing
Now you’ve started, now there’s no way to stop, even if you wanted.