A Y R A

My kink is to be clean showered and emotionally stable & secure in myself

steaming coffee, smudged lipstick, chocolate, rose gardens, nose kisses, misted windows, stormy mornings, fuzzy blankets, leather jackets, dried flowers between pages, soft fairy lights, heart-shaped lockets, art galleries

november mood: museums, hot chocolate with chilli, cream coloured sweater, messy yet glamour waves in my hair, gothic inspired movies, burgundy scarf that matches my (also burgundy) lips, listening to jazz noir in the evenings.

I refuse to apologize for being soft—let me fall in love with life. let me sing and speak to my house-plants, let me dance in my bedroom with headphones, let me read by my windowsill when it’s pouring outside. let me stroke my friend’s face and say something sappy. let me be unapologetically happy for the little things that make my day better. life’s too short anyway, at least let me love it every step of the way