#beginwithabreath

[beginwithabreath]

Record Store

I still wear my old and worn bras so I can buy songs. The parts of me that need fixing, remain beneath - unseen, but stitched together temporarily, by voices braver and sweeter than my own.

I feel cheap in some ways and rich in others. Sloppy nail polish and eyes that need more than shadow and lashes. But I know a truth when I hear one, and I need nothing more than that. 

[theartofperception]

Steph.

She travels light with a heavy bag in her hands and a rucksack on her shoulders. The collision of human traffic on tubes, buses and planes only makes her smile wider. The shoes on her feet have thin soles, leaving heavy footprints with every step each foot takes. And despite the sweat that peppers her forehead to look at her you will know, tiredness just doesn't exist.  If you needed to ask her she would tell you but her lips would never move; she carries him, with her, in the centre of her heart.