And, ironically enough, this entire meme (and website) is made possible by capitalism. Sorry. #hypocrite.
I’m short of breath. I just dropped her off at the airport and I keep thinking I forgot something. I check my pockets every few minutes and I hold on tight to the water bottle she gave me to take back home.
‘Home’, yesterday she called her apartment ‘our home’. As if it wasn’t anything out of the ordinary. She told me I could hold on to her keys, to watch her house while she’s gone. Continue reading
Her smile is mesmerizing.
Her toes touch the water, forming little wrinkles, floating away, slowly vanishing in its eternal pursuit of balance.
As she puts her foot down, the spattering water exposes parts of her skin through her white dress. Continue reading