elle-vision

pastless

I love you. and i dont want you to change in the slightest. you had a love already.. a few. i dont want to take away your past and memories. perhaps im jealous of them.. i dont have any past. im new. you saved me from purity and dullness. i dont know what being messy feels like. i have my own issues but they have not involved the heart. i’ve fallen.. hard.. and i can’t get up.. and frankly, i don’t want to.

colour me awkward

sleeping with you

i woke in the middle of the night to the feeling of dampness on my face. sometime during our rustlings and dreaming we ended up with our foreheads pressed together. it made me smile and a stared at you sleeping, glistening with sweat. i shifted and pressed my body against yours and your arm automatically wrapped around me in an embrace. love

i wish i had a billion dollars.. i would be golden.. and perhaps i’d make myself a statue

body sausage

Bought one of those body sausages; the clothing that squishes you into an acceptable shape and makes you a size smaller. It was quite comfortable and i had some junk food because who needs to be thin when you can be shaped by spandex? The best part of my whole day was removing the sausage. It was like my body could finally relax and breathe, a restriction I didn’t feel while wearing it. All in all not an unpleasant experience.