Had to sleep alone cause the thrills didn't run up my back. The world is yours and you can't refuse it. I'll let you see me, I'll invade your demeanor.
I've read more books, so I can be more characters. I was dreaming of a mistress, her spirit young and aimless.
But I'm not waiting for the end of our story. With you in it, the words change all their meaning -- words I had once written about someone else. They shape-shift in the present, and wrap their meaning around you and I.
You're my babycakes, and the world makes it easy for people like you. And you say people like me are too young, but I give my total energy to the work I feel moved to do. My naiveté is an asset.
How can you blame yourself for falling in love with someone who follows their dreams?
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black jardin impérial set by Maison Close
crush velvet sweatshirt by Local Heros
lorna bra in nude and white by Agent Provocateur
suspender in nude and white by Agent Provocateur
thong in nude and white by Agent Provocateur
photos by Jen Senn