adorkable hen

comfy creature

Dec
19

Sunlight fell through the foreign green, radiating warm fractals as they nestled atop my skin. Racing golf karts to the edge of the cliff. Topaz blues calling my name. Begging. Pulling me in. Plunging deliriously. Restless sharks and devious jellyfish. Imaginary pressure. Dreamy figments plague underwater adventures. Timid waves brush up against glass bungalows overlooking fluorescent city lights. Pillow forts made out of goose feathers. Bundled-up like cinnamon rolls, oozing a sticky sweet, billowing with spiced steam. Parachuting up into sherbet colored skies. Hopping down on clouds of fairy floss. Teleporting to coffee shops. Intravenous expresso shots. Perpetual state of caffeination.

Hello, Stranger. Tasteful winks and sexy smirks. Another cyberspace rendezvous. Well-bred yet untamed. Uncomfortably handsome. Pretty eyes and perfect jawlines—minus the oversized ego. Control-freak tendencies and psychotic babble come out to play. Sober lies and awkward silences. Handful of french fries. Fizzy swigs of Dom Pérignon. Wild stares, raging pheromones, (not-so-innocent) wandering hands, staggering breaths. Tipsy kisses. Can’t stop. Breaking bubbles. Sharing spaces. Drowning, overdosing on his oxygen. Just tonight. Devour me. Unravel. Memorize. Detonate.

Mid-afternoon yawns. Puzzle-shaped bodies. Cashmere cuddles. Penthouse views. Finding peace among the overcrowded and overrated. Japanese gardens full of bonsai trees. Brewing unsweetened tea. Cherry blossom petals floating in puddles of leftover rain. Paper lanterns fill the moody void with rosy love stories. New games. Curious desires. Teenage emotions.

Bomber Jacket: Vintage

Shirt: Forever 21

Pants: Calvin Klein

Earmuffs: Moncler

Photography: Kayleen Jobeth

Sweater: Alexander Wang

Shirt: Club Monaco

Shorts: Reiss

Shoes: Acne Studios

Photography: Joshua Avon

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