this month felt like lace dresses, sleepy eyes, long conversations at midnight, and being a little too attached to feelings i can’t explain properly. maybe i romanticize everything too much, but honestly i think life looks prettier that way.
“On My-Mind” / 💭 ( .. ) 🏡
maybe it’s the way the clouds are painted. a perfect shade of yellow all across the sky. maybe it’s the way the times are changin’ && i’m stuck in the middleㅡfrozen in a fire. but ... baby, you’re on my mind.
don’t mistake my grace for weakness. i smile sweet, but i bite sharper. drama-free, high value, low tolerance for nonsense. talk nice or don’t talk at all ‘nd if you want access, earn it! this energy doesn’t come for free.
i don’t do revenge. i do better. better hair, better energy, better silence. if i stop showing up, that was the warning. i’m not cold, just selective. not mean, just honest. and if that makes me “too much” — readjust your grip