late night musings xoxo

ahem written @ 01.17AM 

mood: somewhere between floating + falling

haiii angels,

it's way too late and i should be asleep but my mind is full again.

i've got a mocha headache and i forgot to take off my mascara so it's all smudged. i feel a bit like a little ghost girl with chipped nails and too many thoughts.

today, well yesterday now, was i don't even know. not bad. not good. kind of cotton candy grey. y'know that feeling when you're waiting for something but you don't know what? that. except with a playlist and an outfit i liked.

i lit a candle after dinner and pinterested about the version of me im trying to become (which you should totally check out it's linked on my profile /jk). she wears perfume, miss dior, even when she's sad. she buys weekly strawberries even when she's broke. she forgives people who never said sorry. i want to be her so bad it makes my chest ache.

also - i saw someone today who makes my stomach feel like static. not in a bad way. in a "maybe you're a poem i haven't figured out how to read yet" way. i didn't say anything, just sort of existed near them and hoped the universe was paying attention. which also partly brings me to the war of religion, but i'm not quite ready to think so hard about that yet.

my room smells like this lotion i've got, i believe it's cherry and jasmine. i think i might cry for no reason and then sleep like a baby. maybe that's just being 15 and alive.

i've not matured ebough apparently to use capital letters but, i'll use an apostrophe

sending you all little blessings, may your phone charge properly, your eyeliner wing on the first stry, and your dreams be warm tonight.

kisses, evie