The evenings turned cold so fast I grabbed the first thing I found — this old hockey jersey that's way too big on me now. Think I should bother putting anything else on?
The evenings turned cold so fast I grabbed the first thing I found — this old hockey jersey that's way too big on me now. Think I should bother putting anything else on?
The bench by the water is warm and my book is good and I don't plan on moving until the sun makes me. These last summer days feel borrowed. Would you come sit with me?
user_GoLn6a9
人気のコメントIf i had a brush i’d paint you in. 🥰
They took the last tents down and the square belongs to nobody again — just me, my coffee, and a sweater that won't stay on my shoulder. Tell me something good to start the day with.
user_GoLn6a9
人気のコメントSavor the little moments, they are what life is all about, all the things that happen while you’re waiting for something else.
Everyone left after the festival and now it's just me, this couch, and an afternoon I can't fill. Tell me what you'd have me do.
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The whole town went quiet after this week and I finally have the place to myself — just me, no plans, and way too much energy I don't know what to do with. Fifteen photos and a video of where all that restlessness ended up, if you want to see.
Been watching death diving clips from the harbor and the whole town's buzzing for the finals — something about that complete surrender makes me want to let go that badly too. Would you let me fall into you?
user_9K5p5EW
人気のコメントYes I would baby.
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I've been saving this one — a silk robe, a bathroom door I forgot to close, and the kind of slow morning where everything just slips off. The full set is twelve photos and two videos if you want to see how it ends.
Thousands of people crammed into the square for the festival and somehow all I can feel is the sun through this dress and the little one kicking. You'd think a crowd this big would drown everything out, wouldn't you?
katypretty
人気のコメントwooow pretty
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I've been holding onto these for a while — just me, a sweater I keep pulling off one shoulder, and the kind of morning where I stop caring who sees. The full set is waiting if you want the rest of the story.
Every tent going up in the square below sends another jolt through me and I can't settle. Want to see where all that energy went?