your words are so stunning!! would it be too much to ask if you could do a lil aesthetic ramble about my blog? :) xx
you are the lazy twining of the seine at night, the lights bouncing off of the water forming a river of milk in the hazy dark. you are jeans with rolled up cuffs, hair pushed back with ribbons, gold earrings that are barely secured from falling.
if you were a flower you would be the bindweed, white and imperious and clinging to the crumbling walls of the garden in spring. you are the sound of the water rushing through a gate, the scratch of ballpoint, the clatter of sunglasses as you take them off, putting them to rest at the table.

















