“And hats and scarves and kneesocks and wearing tights for the first time in months, and when the mornings are all chilly and you can see your breath and draw little pictures on foggy windows and plaid stuff and ANKLE BOOTs and not caring when people make fun of pumpkin-flavored stuff cause you LOVE IT and are happy it’s all the rage and people who dress their dogs in costumes on Halloween and fires in fireplaces and maroon/hunter green/mustard yellow color combos and baking your first fall batch of cookies but you put too much cinnamon in it because you’re TOO EXCITED BECAUSE IT’S FALL.”
happy fall! (taylor’s version) 🍂🍁
The intimacy of walking with someone in the rain under one umbrella
How is it that something as destructive can make us feel so comfortable? I watch the tingling flames, as if trying to read between the lines of their stories. They seem to keep their secrets to themselves. I feel the weight liften from my mind as my ghosts vanish into the night, one wreath of smoke at a time.
Forrest Smith
Your name is hidden in my poems and proses, your image concealed in between my pages, soft mist of your lost fragrance and the stains of my broken heart, are what is left of you and me.....................
everytimeyousaygoodbye ©
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Hi I'm Lea. Overthinking way more than I should. 26 years on earth and still trying to find out what the fuck is going on. Desperately wishing to be a writer.
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