Sunshine; this hazy thing that marks shadows of the hour hand, lingers on my cold, slightly lonely fingertips.
I made two cups of coffee, yet again
Only one met my lips.
The other one went
*cold & colder.
Hello there lovely soul! How are you doing today?
x
I attended a debutante ball yesterday, man, it was brilliant. My feet still hurt from the heels, my hair is in day-old curls, my eyes are tired.
Any prom/formal/ball memories, you, you and you wish to share?
Good morning/ Good Afternoon/ Sweet dreams.