Love and such

picket fences

when i was a little girl, my friends and i used to play "house" (not nate dog's version. RIP), "wedding" (in which some little boy would begrudgingly walk down the sidewalk aisle and have his friends laugh at him only because he liked you -- not much changes with that when they reach adulthood, eh?… Continue reading picket fences

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beautiful

she didn't know she was smiling until she felt his waves through her teeth. a foreign feeling spread throughout her skin, from the inside out. like a gooey, magical conglomerate of her three favorite things: big, soft marshmallows, sunshine, and a tinge of stardust. what was this? this sensation that caused her cheeks to upturn… Continue reading beautiful