The Sun & Her Flowers

[sleepin]

[hirxeth]

[conradbauer-deactivated20210222]

[knowing]

[thestorycanresume]

[fluffytherapy]

[queensummit]

[yoursummerdreamz]

[92x]

[redlipstickresurrected]

[tackled]

[sift]

[adapto]

[theteenagehead]

[psychojello]

I miss the 2000s because there were so many fashion trends and moments when it was encouraged to look like a hot-ass mess. The Instagram age is this weird era of control and perfection and “eyebrows on fleek” blah blah like I miss when everyone walked around with last night’s eyeliner still on while wearing 25 stupid accessories at once dressed like you slept in trash or whatever.

[goldenkapow]

i thought we’d never talk again

a 2AM phone call on a clear night,

both intoxicated, both lonely.

we’d talk about the crush you had, and the emotions that make you feel vulnerable.

i’d listen intently to your mad ramblings, and you’d ask how my life really was.

time felt slow and content with your voice the only sound breaking the world’s silence.

i wished i could touch your face, and hold your hand, and feed you those leftovers you decided to heat up in the microwave.

an ocean keeps us apart but that call felt like the last time we were alone. in the dark, on the abandoned sand.

i felt safe and happy and only focused on you. not even worried about what tomorrow would bring. but again, i wonder if i’ll ever talk to you again.

[julaibib]