bowls of tea and beds of ferns.
wind chimes in small doses.
cream, pale minty green, ecru.
study sessions that turn into friend sessions.
old keys.
furniture upholstered in velvet or linen.
floating on the clouds of the future, ignoring the scratches and tangles of the present. I live through pictures in magazines and the sky outside. i'm forgetting everything, today.
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