#lesbianflirt

[shatteredvases]

I want to write letters. I want to pour my words upon a page in ink, glaring and blatant once they are freed. To sit, pondering you, wondering at you, and describing the feelings that the memory of you elates within me. To know you’ll write in return, on paper that smells of your perfume. archiving the arches and swirls of your personality. Reading the feelings you have for me, and leaving me wondering how I managed to be so fortunate as to have met you.

[shatteredvases]

*Pretty woman comes to counter and I decide to attempt flirting*

Me:Hi! I like your boxing glove necklace! Are you a boxer?

Her: No, this belonged to a friend who died recently.

Me:.....O_O.....