FleurdeParis07👽

Beach Day with Bestie💕🫶🏼

Me eating an açaí bowl at Redondo Beach

they were splish splashing

Pink Bang bitch

I read this poem recently about how thee impossible is about reaching love that is reciprocated thru actions but has anyone been obsessed with the feeling of pure bliss of the silence of nostalgia. It's like I relish in the fact that these items have so much history. Like for me I only get this feeling when I go inside of thrift stores/gallerias/antique shops. Either getting really high and listening to beach house or tame impala. There was like a certain warmth that would drape over my body when I would indulge in any of these activities. Like an invisibility cloak. Is my experience common or have I never had an original experience.

Rachell Prado Fall/Winter ‘24

Update: 10 months of single two days ago and ngl I just miss intimacy in general nd the warmth of someone hand on my face frfr tho I was watching it ends with us on Netflix and I kept cringing when I saw someone kiss. I wonder when imma stop feeling like the stabbing in my heart or something like that