as a kid, i remember my mom asking me to stay silent for even just 5 minutes. yes, it was that impossible for me to stop talking. i was infamous for blabbering about anything that was on my mind. ironically though, despite how talkative i am, i also enjoyed being alone. but i did talk to my stuffed rabbits or dolls or sometimes to myself, as i attempted to write an amateur novel.
years later, i never thought i could my meet my match and in my soulmate at that. harry talks more than me. his brain is filled with so many ideas and information, i am rendered speechless. so on our usual saturday night date over pasta and cheesecake, while listening to harry talk about one of the authors he spoke to at work, i realized that one thing i should always be thankful for is how harry and i never run out of things to talk about. after 34 months of being together, you would thing our conversations would go in circles and would grow duller by the moment. we will never have that and i’m thankful because not everyone can have that.
“I cannot wait for | I will not wait forever | It’s such a drag | Nobody knows me better | I’m heavy like Sunday | I wanna be your reason why…” — Leona Naess
printed maxi dress – thrifted
long black cardigan – thrifted
beaded sandals – gifted from harry (people are people)
black belt with gold studs – pratunam, bangkok
necklaces: fairy – props | watch – hongkong
bangles – props and carbon finds
rings: blue stone and skull – carbon finds