She insists on wearing sheer white dresses although the parisian nights demands colour. Last night it made me anxious, innoncence shouldn't be announced.
White never stays white, innocence will always be taken from those who posses it and I dont want her to change. She needs to hide her innocence I thought so I pierced her freckled cheek with a nail painted black.
Her blood painted a Pollock on her chest. The smile on her face was the most beautiful smile I've ever seen. All of the sudden my red valentino felt like the biggest chliché ever.
9 comments:
beautiful.
i've missed your writing,
a lot.
xx
lovely.
Oh belle, I missed your writing so much.
you continue to amaze me.
Your mind is so beautiful!
Oh, yeah, what part of LA do you live in. I live there toooo!!!!
i loved reading this and actaully had to read it through a second time to understand it better.
its really lovely now that i think about it ;D
oh, p.s i love your header!
darling, i missed you so much. you're writing speaks for miles. xo
missed you...
xoxo
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