Sep 15, 2017
Chrisa?💓
Here’s where I remember your name from! I knew it got swallowed somewhere A dark sort of metal grey, like the colour of wrought ironLong city streets and glass walls, shimmering with the reflection of constant movement, appearing almost white the higher you look up, glimmering and glittering in the sun like a distant ocean. Someone who cares a lot about people on an individual basis, doesn’t like to group people and finds it very hard to be clinical or cold. Mary Jane heels and thick white tights. Eating cinnamon buns with sticky white icing.
