and as one last piece of advice, she said, don’t hold down the sun. and i understood it as something like this:
your brittle skin deserves to absorb the sun’s light. your veins, uninspired, crave its radiating heat. your lungs expand to the rhythm of its cycle. rising, collapsing, but breathing- a new perspective is born.
your thoughts, elevated, reach for the sun above.
TOP by Motel Rocks
MAXI SKIRT by Motel Rocks
BLAZER by H&M
Photos by Sam Doyle
i’ll crawl into your head at night. through your ears. with devil-controlled eyes. reaching your untouchable filth. the thrill of getting caught. mesmerized by your leaking thoughts.
i’ll scrape the walls of your brain. sneak behind your vision. control your puppet eyes. a grand demonstration of what no one else saw. remind you of why you wanted me out of your mind.
what a celebration of our devil-controlled eyes.
DROP CROTCH PANTS by This is a Love Song
SHOES by Unif
CROP TOP by Topshop
INFINITY SCARF by H&M
Photos by Rachel Lynch
word on the street is you’ve come to disavow me.
CROP TOP by Life Clothing
EAR PIECE by Sami Ryan
SHOES by Jeffrey Campbell
TOP by Jac Vanek
SHOES by Converse
Photos by Ari Varley