leaf legs.
weeeeeeeeee ♥
prehistoric hiney.
love the buckles & fringe.
whatta face!
hair envy.
great maroon circle scarf.
scissors!
via
First
There was hay in my hair. I cannot tell you if the stars were out. There was a fence, old and wooden and sturdy. My legs swinging. I'd skinned my knee. Then sudden, his face inches from mine. Did he have a large nose? I think so. Wet, eager, childish, hopeful. Fumbling. Grappling tongues and lips crashing through childhood trees to meet under moonlit sky.
-tracilavois
...lavois
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