This is what I mean when I say my favorite color is brown...
It is of ancient gods and dying suns. It is bleeding lips from biting tongues and smudges of mascara under your eyes. Of bubble baths illuminated by candle light. Of lush diners on balconies overlooking the sea. This is what it looks like for time to pass by. It is dirty secrets hidden by flowery perfume. It is the sound of a harp at a royal ball. This is drinking fermented fruit in the presence of yourself. It is new beginnings and old flames.
(If you want me to do one for u, lemme know :))
















