"she reminded him of delicate things.
snow globes and porcelain.
ice sculptures and stained glass.
morning dew and the dreams the burn away with it.
she reminded him of elegant things.
ballet and evening gowns.
champagne in flutes and ballroom waltzes.
maquerade masks, long legs and long lashes.
she filled his head with wonder and
never let his mind stop turning.
she was as complex as she was lovely
an intricate clockwork lattice of beauty and intrigue.”
stephanie . speech path student. eighteen . australia
♡ if you'd cut me, i'd bleed iced tea.
I do not want to be a person. I want to be unbearable.