ohneils:
read in 2017 → we are okay by nina lacour i close my eyes, and i breathe her in, and i think about this home that belongs to neither of us, and i listen to the fire crackling, and i feel the warmth of the room and of her body, and we are okay.we are okay.
read in 2017 → we are okay by nina lacour
i close my eyes, and i breathe her in, and i think about this home that belongs to neither of us, and i listen to the fire crackling, and i feel the warmth of the room and of her body, and we are okay.we are okay.