blonde + salt = disaster
Read this slowly. Let the words arrive before you decide what they mean.
the sea is good for my head and criminal toward my hair. #
My hair currently feels like rope.
Still worth it.
Went out with Tia.
She laughed at it.
Friendship.
Remember me, Eclipse.
Reflections & Dialogue
0 Thoughts
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.