seleniko's wake

tiny beauty, again. 

The Apollo Corset by Corsetière; a simple gentleman’s corset.

1907

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in the beginning, i loved your copper hair i loved the way you flexed your arms and the way you used to stare and then i fell, i fell for the constellation of freckles on your face and the little crease by your eyes when you’d smile i looked into the pools of green in front of me which held the storms of time, the storms you let me see. you touched me, felt me, as if i was oxygen and you couldn’t breathe. and then the clouds disappeared and the sun came out because the storm had consumed me, wrecked me i was just a piece of debris caught up in your affairs and i realised why hurricanes were named after people [written by me / @smells-like-teensluts]